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The Most Repulsing Happiness

Days Pass
Lightning Flash
All Same
Late For Change
Ignoring pulsing shame.
Recall it all
Suddenly Forgetting…
Using glass
From a broken picture frame
Become more repulsed
With each passing day
Recall it all
As easily as forgotten
The loving Syringe
A euphoric misconception
Better than this life
That should be called a nightmare.
Without The Needle…
Nothing Ever gleams
Nothing moves.
Up to my elbows
In personal battle scars
Apocalypse
The End
Shouldn’t be far…





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