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Sep 2010
A swirling field of chaos
Is haunting all my dreams
Relentless in it's search for power
Stalking up behind me
And pouncing at my fears
I'm taken by it's appeal
Too late to know I'm captured
When I'm already tumbling down
The only choice left is patience
See where the path leads me
Will the chaos ever cease?
I'm beginning to doubt my abilities
To fix what has been destroyed
To save what can't be fixed
My preparations are futile
For I cannot rely on a plan
When chaos is reigning high
I have no choice but to walk through
Slowing and deliberately, I face my fears
I face the field of chaos
Written by
Jami Morton
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