MIDNIGHT SWEATY EYES

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used to lament about lying
now I'm addicted to it
just to reinforce my walls

used to dissent faking
now I'm trying to become it
just not to lose anyone anymore

used to fall into a deep spiral of loneliness
now I'm searching for
a soothing sparkle in loneliness

the spells I was under
are wearing off
feel like making an enchanted history
feel like waltzing into a non fictional world

the sky covered with
heavy grey clouds and maybe
just one lustrous little star
for the whole damn sky.
isn't that provoking...


A/N: POV you're falling into the reality and start growing up :)

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