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183 · Apr 2016
Helpless
wildfires Apr 2016
When I close my eyes to sleep at night,
I cannot rest; it makes me tired
All these feelings surge out of my heart
All these thoughts burst out of my mind

I think of you and what we could be
If this world stopped spinning in reality
I cling to the feeling of happiness
I feel ecstatic all the time

Then I remember everything
This is not right
The earth starts spinning again
My thoughts, back to reality

I wish I could get you out of my head
But I can't do so, it makes me mad
Because when I try to get rid of you
I'm afraid I'll lose myself instead

— The End —