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A Poem by solsystemtillnervsystem

Happy me, happy world

I see the colours all over again, bright and vibrant and mine
I laugh and love and let you in, tearing and clawing and yours

Then I lose myself again
and remember that I'm not real
and they start to whisper and I start to listen
and I fall, fall, fall

I'll tear myself apart
'till I'm happy again

Which will end me first?
The euphoric
or the empty?

Neither. Both.

We are all products of our minds, after all.

© 2019 solsystemtillnervsystem


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Added on April 22, 2019
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solsystemtillnervsystem
solsystemtillnervsystem

Sweden



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Current writer, future corpse. Probably won't ever be both at the same time, but weirder things have happened. more..

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