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here's an ode to midnight drains and dreams suffocated by pointless comparison amongst rare forms of being. in a world of misfits, comparison steals all joy. - in a world of misfits, who cares if only 1% can relate to the comprehension of dark & light, as whole. who cares when soul outweighs modern roles played by vamps, getting hype while you drain. - i take hype in doses, to help me to 'loosen up' at pity parties where i'd dance if 3D grounds were stable. but my energy, is it dead? is it still dying as i continue to realize my own sense of aliveness?
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Apr 30, 2021
Apr 30, 2021 at 11:48 AM UTC
energy vamp
here's an ode to midnight drains and dreams suffocated by pointless comparison amongst rare forms of being. in a world of misfits, comparison steals all joy. - in a world of misfits, who cares if only 1% can relate to the comprehension of dark & light, as whole. who cares when soul outweighs modern roles played by vamps, getting hype while you drain. - i take hype in doses, to help me to 'loosen up' at pity parties where i'd dance if 3D grounds were stable. but my energy, is it dead? is it still dying as i continue to realize my own sense of aliveness?
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Apr 30, 2021
Apr 30, 2021 at 11:48 AM UTC
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