Running from the chaos,
All the world's a havoc,
And feeling the sear on your skin.
I can see the lightning,
All the worlds are charming,
So see where it all takes you in the end.
Dreams are made for breaking,
Visions a made to shake 'nd,
I can only chase love when it's lost.
So follow in my steps and,
See the world collapsing,
With promises forever meant to be.
And sometimes, you feel like,
All of the sins, and all the mistakes,
Are the only thing that make you you.
All of the faults and,
The chaos and bad days,
The sum of all you'll ever be.
But Life is just a riot,
Let the colours bigot,
And losing is what we are all living for.
Little carousels and bigger Rottweiler's;
Giant wheels, scramblers and rocking 'tug;
Log flumes, top scan and teacups;
Shipwrecks and a train to God,
That's what we are all living for.
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Author's Note: all the names mentioned in 2nd and 3rd lines of the last stanza are references to amusement park rides.
Rottweiler's are a breed of dog. They are large and one of the potentially dangerous breeds. They were known as butchers dogs.
(12th September, 2021)
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