Floodgates

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Shower off the mad stark,

Muffled laughs and Mars Bars,

Sweeter than the game.

Letting go of fear,

And shifting into gear,

Open the floodgates.

It’s strange that I don’t feel tense, feeling none of distress,

Nothing’s in my system.

How am I supposed to manage,

When I’m used to panic?

Flash of silver, turn me on,

Open the floodgates.

 

Renewed or screwed, elated mood,

Part of me consumed,

Longing to collide.

Stare into the ceiling, shoulder view,

Tell you what I know not what to do,

Torture is a waiting game, count slowly,

4. 3. 2.

It’s funny how I hardly feel as cool,

I don’t need to hide myself from you,

Laugh until you lose the will to bury all your wounds,

I can stitch them too.

 

Summer’s near with new starts,

Fall could be a wild card,

Winter with the rain.

Something strange has been sparked,

Wash away the bastards,

Serendipity.

The silence hurts without marks,

Nothing bruised by my heart,

Keeping me on the cusp,

Wandering through dead halls,

Face to sky in free fall,

I can tell you want to run.

Open the floodgates.

 

Renewed or screwed, elated mood,

Part of me consumed,

Longing to collide.

Stare into the ceiling, shoulder view,

Tell you what I know not what to do,

Torture is a waiting game, count slowly,

4. 3. 2.

It’s funny how I hardly feel as cool,

I don’t need to hide myself from you,

Laugh until you lose the will to bury all your wounds,

I can stitch them too.

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