You will waver
a paradigm of pendulum,
Because that is how we balance.
I feel when you retract;
A requiem of obsession
Quickly overturned.
A disdain of loss of control buried.
(as it should be)
Under every suffocated breath,
There you are.
and we are drowned.
Broken by this world, aren't we?
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