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Breathing.
Pounding heart in a pounding head.
Screaming silently forward with a voracity not even the Universe can comprehend.

Yet it does.
Coddling my frame like something to be cared for.

Violence compelled against myself.
Assurity that an action would never hold a gravity equal to an even elevated fracture.

Tearing down my skin held prison to protect in essence, those who surmount my own defense.
Daily the trepidation falls upon a steppe too far.

Desire shall sit justly beyond the argument for oneself.
I shall fold into myself a misery and torment that shall behold myself.
My end will find itself at the end of a road I never ached for.

What I yearn for, is a woman I shall never have again.
For in the arguance of my existence, she is the deity of my own movement.

My days grow shorter of content...
My content strains...
I fear she is all that can save me yet I have cast her to Oblivion as I have all else.

Donning an unclad hand I am
Hoping to be laden by yours...

Description
Breathing.
Pounding heart in a pounding head.
Screaming silently forward with a voracity not even the Universe can comprehend.

Yet it does.
Coddling my frame like something to be cared for.

Violence compelled against myself.
Assurity that an action would never hold a gravity equal to an even elevated fracture.

Tearing down my skin held prison to protect in essence, those who surmount my own defense.
Daily the trepidation falls upon a steppe too far.

Desire shall sit justly beyond the argument for oneself.
I shall fold into myself a misery and torment that shall behold myself.
My end will find itself at the end of a road I never ached for.

What I yearn for, is a woman I shall never have again.
For in the arguance of my existence, she is the deity of my own movement.

My days grow shorter of content...
My content strains...
I fear she is all that can save me yet I have cast her to Oblivion as I have all else.

Donning an unclad hand I am
Hoping to be laden by yours...