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Mellow Yellow

Yellow-green pill
Keeps the empty filled  
Puts the blue to sleep  
Fire crackles with Erik Satíe  
Playing Gymnopédíes    
   
Face is numb  
Eyes are low  
Stench reeks the room  
Haven't gone out in so long  
   
I pass the time  
To forget that time passes  
It feels right for now  
In these frail seconds.
Written by LUUH19 (Emeraldia)
Published | Edited 11th Dec 2021
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