I've broken into a new cycle. I am reborn with a chip on my shoulder.
This whole time I've run in circles searching for what is in my hands.

Territorial-I scream lung pinched showing off my k-9's chipped+sharp
It ain't my first night, but I've been blinded by hope. So blind.
Let us feast wine until your head is nodding
Warm until you're found wanting
Close enough to touch but not
I feel her breath burning hot
Hands dancing in the darkness
Eyes eluding contact
Fingertip contract
Lips