round and round and round
is it you I see or the chemicals brewing in me
creating more illusion infusing spiked emotions
kind of wish there was a "some screen" lotion to rub on
some times I go too far, some times I dare the stars
it's the chance I take, my mistakes, another word for fate
the fools are the one's who thought me a fool
to be full of life and maybe that chemical brew
a cocktail of you
words and picture by roman blazic_all rights reserved
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