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I've never saw such vibrant waterfall before, Took off my clothes, left to dive in, Ventured the silky blue till the bleak red, Watched the paints washed together, before Bask myself beneath the glowing yellow. Only this time I had hurted my gaze, I saw no more silky and bleak hues, No more fluids, or glowing light. I blinked once, then twice, Through my eyes, The pitch black waterfall became, Nothing I could recall, As the girl looked at me, Like the empty space I saw.
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Oct 4, 2024
Oct 4, 2024 at 1:46 PM UTC
Dementia
I've never saw such vibrant waterfall before, Took off my clothes, left to dive in, Ventured the silky blue till the bleak red, Watched the paints washed together, before Bask myself beneath the glowing yellow. Only this time I had hurted my gaze, I saw no more silky and bleak hues, No more fluids, or glowing light. I blinked once, then twice, Through my eyes, The pitch black waterfall became, Nothing I could recall, As the girl looked at me, Like the empty space I saw.
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Oct 4, 2024
Oct 4, 2024 at 1:46 PM UTC
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