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Bale's confused optics

A smooth summer breeze
The sun beats down on me
Yet I don't sweat
And I try my best
To forget what was said
From your poisoned tongue

Do my optics fail me?
My world changes
Flips upside down
The sky is red
And the grass dances brown
what world have I stepped into?
I stop so profound

The trees start to talk
As they grab my attention
Bizarre, yes
But I don't question
The sun casts it's light
As it shows me my path
Still I think of you
As I continue to pass

Fairies buzz
as they tickle my senses
I can't stop laughing
They lower my defenses
This is all to odd
A wonderland?
Or a valley of the dark?

As little men run towards me
my senses dull
It's hard to hear
And it's hard to smell
What is this place?
I'm so lost here
I want control!
I demand!
For now I'm stuck
in this mystery land

Blood splatted everywhere
The trees are all dead
What the fuck is happening
I've lost my head!
No little men run now
I hear no footsteps
The fairies still buzz here,
Solicit  

I must figure this out
I have taken no drug
There's still one thing
I think about
You, and your love
I wish you could be here
So my mind could straighten up

I want to destroy now
totala mad!
No body can help me?
Fuck what I said,
I take it back!

There's no love here
And your nonexistent
What am I saying?
Am I even living?

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