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manic curse
My eyes drink colors
Art becomes one
Stop no waiting
Consume without thought
Fear & doubt cry
Walk away
Self made definitions change the clock
Friends see, not the same
6 feet center my heart beats my eyes until pain sleeps
I choose light but can't see
Today & yesterday, tomorrow for sure
Meaning escapes & grows old
I can't close my eyes, darkness has no beauty.
Rest your ok.
I am your friend
I am your friend.
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