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Relapse

Again I am existing in between
Petrified to stop and no way to wean
I saw the recoil before it came
Yet reverted to safety, just the same
Oh the storm, I saw it brewing
But my senses were just renewing
Observing the trenches of my soul
I knew the source would take it's toll
Open and wounded with no chain-mail
How do I recover and begin to sail?
Written by mel44
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