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The color of the world fades to a dull haze Vibrancy mutes, Like a song forgotten My body floats away Like a leaf severed from it's branch The world dissolves Like sand between my fingers. The woman that birthed me Turns into someone I don't know. I'm numb And she's not real She's just an illusion A figment of my imagination How can I escape it? This dream Starts to feel like a nightmare.
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May 21, 2024
May 21, 2024 at 9:17 PM UTC
Dissociation
The color of the world fades to a dull haze Vibrancy mutes, Like a song forgotten My body floats away Like a leaf severed from it's branch The world dissolves Like sand between my fingers. The woman that birthed me Turns into someone I don't know. I'm numb And she's not real She's just an illusion A figment of my imagination How can I escape it? This dream Starts to feel like a nightmare.
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May 21, 2024
May 21, 2024 at 9:17 PM UTC
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