Those are the times

It wreaks havoc

Slow incessant, insidious

The mind circles around for miles

Trying to piece together

Past lives and exploits

A reason to understand

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There is a rational thought

As opposed to the

Irrational intentions

That’s when everything appears

To be normal, on hand,

Ready to live by expression

Nurturing goodness

~

When one action

Replaced another

What stepped in the way

To cease the motion

Is always a question

Using every living moment

To defend an outcome

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Yet we will step right back in

The mire of our lost soul

In order to re-live again

The excitement, the energy

That passion to explore

New horizons whether truly

Painful or submissive

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Addiction’s plan for anyone involved

Is clearly begging to remain evolved