Fire in my Lungs
The flow of adrenaline in my veins
Reaching peaks inside my head
As my sanity begins to strain
Love is the electricity that I shed,
Breeze that keeps me afloat
And sails that are to never be furled
with exploration that I dote
Love is the adventure in my world,
Smoke traveling with my breath
Intoxication in the rest
Leading me to my death
Love is this at its best,
You are the tears that run me dry
While love is the hymn that I sung
You are the lie that I glorify
And love is the fire in my lungs.
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