Anxiety ridden,
A game not to be played.
Either face up to the fact,
or fall victim its slave.
Change what you crave,
if you who art so brave.
Another life isn't far beyond,
just after the title wave.
Dec 1, 2014
Dec 1, 2014 at 5:54 AM UTC
Anxiety ridden,
A game not to be played.
Either face up to the fact,
or fall victim its slave.
Change what you crave,
if you who art so brave.
Another life isn't far beyond,
just after the title wave.
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