Too far away to beat the odds,
danger prancing at my feet.
Devil slides in with an evil grin,
looking like all I ever wanted.
Gotta shove off, keep it at bay,
traps open up too easy.
Not much point in breathing,
still I keep it up.
Someone always there to take my place,
clean up the mess,
wipe away my face.
This is an old one, I found it today while cleaning out my computer files. I had totally forgotten about this one!
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