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03-31-2013, 10:03 AM
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“Happiness- the gray area between misery and ecstasy.”
I’m in a dark, dark place - escaped from reality Take me away from this state; it’s nothing but a fallacy The cold air sweeps my skin, burrows itself within My heart starts to whinge, body starts to cringe Death lurks amongst us all as we pave our own destiny Choose our own recipe for disaster, brewing with a lack of energy No angel ever sent to me has done me a word of good If they were capable of inflicting pain to hurt, they would All the thoughts in my mind call out the word MISERY Everything else has never mattered as its now apart of history I’m on the next stage of HAPPINESS, getting better by the day The letters that spell my name, now glow without shades of GREY Controlling my own thoughts as my feelings glide around Soft, fragile and swift like feathers as they ride the sound It’s a miracle what they’ve done to me, changed me for good Given me more energy, given myself more than I should The air around my sparks with colors that spell the word beauty This new image I’ve manufactured looks like it does suit me They’ve given me the drug to heighten my emotions I may cry inside but I lie to my smile that remains unbroken My blood vessels remain open so the drug flows to my brain Everything feels insane, yet body tells itself it feels the same ECSTACY is a hell of a drug, broadens the horizon I glare at the sun as it sets, and the image begins to tighten Whenever the effect begins to wear off, I pop another one in me Never felt so good in my life but after the memory becomes flimsy Don’t ever let me go back to the place - this drug is my remedy Perhaps there really are such things as angels and this is what they sent to me… |
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