You got me split,
Same dance
Different circumstance
Simultaneously,
Flying and Falling
Rushing and Stalling
Running and Crawling
Is this really our Calling?
Searching for what we both know
Does not exist
Idle scavenges create
Agonizing Bliss
A tangle, twisted up
Too tight
I walk the balance beam
Fight or Flight
Sun rise
Blinds my eyes, I
Smile and Cry
I live here
In the middle
Of Up and Down
Smile and Frown
Silence and Sound
So I Write
Left and Right
Dark and Light
I walk the balance beam
Fight or Flight
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