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Sep 2017
Showering ourselves with a mixture of black powder,
Wax and liquor
Let the turbulence fall over us
With a slight of liquidity
Then blow it up my face
Fading
Falling into a parallel universe where I can meet you back again Where we can read the book all over again looking for a new ending Ending up with the same sorrow
Will there be a parallel universe to the parallel one?
Will we need to shove it all inside our brains with fear and expect non?
Shall we cry for our misery of what wouldn’t stop us.
Because I’m about to
Day by day,
I get closer to the type of universe where we can ride a shooting star
Where nothing will be behind it other than your image
Where we can stand over there and paint it, picture perfect
Picture vivid
Where we can blow smoke wherever we want and meet it up again in another planet to inhale it back again
Poisoned rain
Crying kids drinking it, the thirst inside wouldn’t stop them
Parents murdering others in the name of peace
War in the backyard while the house is full of ease
Pulling her hair back to my bottle
Where both of us can settle for a broken smile
Looking at her mocking me from a mile
A mile of dirt and sadness lying to us
She believed in it,
I didn’t
She murdered it, easily
Then lectured me on the fact that luxury can turn into misery
Using my book as a reference
With a help of hundreds of angels, they will believe everything she says
I’d put that love away
Unless you wanted me to put it down
Silent screams
Black and white with a hint of velvet blue
Dream together of paradise
Instead of waking up to a living hell
This is life
Lies there and everywhere
And the only way to get away
Are the capsules of artificial happiness you make me swallow
Self destruction is the answer
Or just plain sleep..
Written by
Majid  24/M/Dubai
(24/M/Dubai)   
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