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Puple-Orange Cheese

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Chaos and uncertainty
Are all parts inside of me
Waiting for the moment
To jump out
And fight with my sanity.

Crazy dreams
Blocks of purple-orange cheese
Explosion manifestations
Haunt my waking hours.

The cracks in the wall
Are what I become at night
Dizzying heights
Fly away with me.

Demons haunt my waking hours
Horrid are my fantasies
Of blocks of purple-orange cheese.

Red starbursts of lines are ever haunting
Never leaving
The blue cracked walls are ever present

Never fleeting
The shapes of my design float around me
As I wallow in misery,
Fearing the blocks of purple-orange cheese.





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