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Mar 2021
Hallucination

I never knew, I never knew
how painful it would be
for losing you. Outta sight,
outta mind,

Flowing from your words pouring
down on me, am I becoming your
poison?

Advert your eyes, please deny me
the temptation of this pain,
that I can't let go of.

From your words pouring
down on me, am I your own
brand of poison?

The spaces between us are
empty and to walk away from the sun
your world became cold.

Am I your poison
can this be real or
just a hallucination?
Greyisntwell
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