the air will always be too filled with something.
your body too sore or tired.
your father too drunk.
your wife too cold.
you will always have some excuse not to live your life.
and she expressed herself in many different ways
until she lost control again.
and walked upon the edge of no escape
and laughed "i've lost control again."
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