My pride, self loathing, I'm on track to not knowing.
Chaos in line with control, its unnerving
Something to align with, thoughts to fill your mind with.
Can you even fight this?
My love and your loving. In time, disconcerting.
Chaos in line with my faults, that you're solving
Something to align with, thoughts to fill your mind with.
Is limitation the something you want, can you even fight this?
It's something to rely on
My heart indulging, locked out in closure.
Chaos in line with numbers now recurring
A void in the limit, and now recurring
Something to align with, thoughts to fill your mind with.
Is limitation the something you want, can you even fight this?

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