Impulsivity held back,
intensifies and attacks.
What I think I may feel,
doesn't make things less real.
Intentions are changing,
Motives rearranging,
Unable to stay stable,
With this craving that wont cave,
*Strain for ******
Fear the fall,
Get it, got it, lost it all.
Apr 17, 2012
Apr 17, 2012 at 2:07 AM UTC
Impulsivity held back,
intensifies and attacks.
What I think I may feel,
doesn't make things less real.
Intentions are changing,
Motives rearranging,
Unable to stay stable,
With this craving that wont cave,
*Strain for ******
Fear the fall,
Get it, got it, lost it all.
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