"As I live and breathe!"
How goes your latest despair?
*Does it say "silent volume"?
_"Or perhaps, a new addiction for every end of day?"_
Never looking through glass panels again,
To see how have things changed.
There's no need for the flames to dance across the darkness, no more.
It's seductive, I know.
It's tempting, I.. know?
There's always a need to look back, to learn.
Tell tale signs of intrusion, prevent your mind from being unchained.
Now, prepare for the ambush.
Feed the paranoia.
Fear the abandonment.