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chivalrous temptation,  
excitable treachery don't leave me  
I am in that mood again  

defending my anxiety  
there is need without reason  
it swings inside me constantly  
tortured existence I know no other  
so it's for you I get on my knees  

does that make me weak?  

I guess it does  
I can't cut it clean  
escapism is my vow  
I will check out every chance I get  
upon your doorstep I sit awaiting my pardon  

I wonder once released will I be different,  
or is the problem with me?  

presented with beauty  
altering myself to inhale death  
do I change shape according to my mood  
a body shifting representing its idiosyncrasies †

Written by crimsin (Unveiling)
Published | Edited 27th Oct 2021
Author's Note
sorry about the disconnect lately...anxiety
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