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madness saving mefrom worsewind saving me fromstill air.the leavestrying so hard

madness in the moleculeswriting like gamblingeach word bringspromise and fearlike each breatheach turnof the dice.

bold as the windquiet asstill air.we must give uplike the sunno longer afraidto shine.

sky's hideinfinitiesinfinities gamblein spaceevery dream comes trueexcept meand you

hungry like the nighttimeto murder the dayhungry like the windto blow awaydesparately dying and lyingfor wordslying like the skydying to be heard

fear whenthere should be nonemadness as an art form.there's hunger in the streetthe wind knowsthere's madness in the street leftoverfrom yearsago

I used to fight sunsfor parking spacenowI wait in line.out of food but notout of hungerout of medicinebut not out of madness

I sold my soulto the windfor still airbut the wind always winsand still airis rare

soundwaves in the nightbirds in flightsound waves in the seayou and memadness in the nighttimefish in the seamadness in the nighttimesearching for me

when the days nighttimeand the nighttimes dayeveryone remembersto stay awaypristine lonelinesspristine alonenoone wants to make tracksin my cold snow