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Komo Rebi Jul 2014
MPD
it's a different life,
another layer, color, feeling, thoughts.
over me and in, around and more,
dreams and present alike it haunts.

festering like a fever, sometimes,
incredulous annoying joy.
Komo Rebi Jul 2014
Creeps up my skin,
Drowns my eyes with the fake sleep,
Neither awake nor asleep,
Sitting still and wondering, random and silly.

This isn't me, so dull as dirt, lackluster,
When was it last, I lived?

— The End —