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Freestyle Number 1

8 Years Ago


Always when the night comes
My energy rises
I drown in emotions that take phases
The moon shines.
Lost in my lunar insanity that's actually my sanity
Trapped in a dream where the dream is the trap.
High on an illusion
My thoughts are the drug.
Fantasies pile up and sequence in fast motions hard to keep up with.
Black.
I wake up to see i dozed off again on the couch.