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The world is flipped With odd angles And strange curves It has a bit too much Or maybe it's not enough Words invert Shapes mutilate Atoms overreact Emotions are switched Truths are lies Happiness is an emotional overload Stress builds up When's the combustion point? When does it all become Too much Or maybe not enough When do the tears flow up When do our smiles shatter Like glass When does time end In a distorted reality When does time flow Backwards Or is it sideways Odd thoughts become more Abundant Your view tilted 40° to the left Body shifted 32° To the right When does end Where is the clarity Like putting on glasses For the first time Everything snaps into Focus Is that my reality?
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Apr 20, 2015
Apr 20, 2015 at 10:00 AM UTC
Reality
The world is flipped With odd angles And strange curves It has a bit too much Or maybe it's not enough Words invert Shapes mutilate Atoms overreact Emotions are switched Truths are lies Happiness is an emotional overload Stress builds up When's the combustion point? When does it all become Too much Or maybe not enough When do the tears flow up When do our smiles shatter Like glass When does time end In a distorted reality When does time flow Backwards Or is it sideways Odd thoughts become more Abundant Your view tilted 40° to the left Body shifted 32° To the right When does end Where is the clarity Like putting on glasses For the first time Everything snaps into Focus Is that my reality?
#reality#clarity#backwards
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BlackHeartedHope3
Apr 20, 2015
Apr 20, 2015 at 10:00 AM UTC
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