the void
the void
Dear
what can I say about feelings
that are strange to me now
trying to befriend me after defecting?
just like you crawling to me with memories
calling me back
every filter angle has a phase,
obstructing my sight
marking the final sunset
screenshots of my stalled day
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everything is still the same
except for that gleam in your eyes
my infatuation with your smile
potent than before,
behind these feelings comes behind it
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the hummings of witchcraft in the breakup
feeding this fire annihilating itself
letting it commit suicide
like a rabid disease
it shifts me into different levels
but all in the same circle as you.
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somethings are keeping us lost
to find a way; I still find
things I touch can’t feel me
words I say won’t echo too far
images I dreamt won’t print clearly
visions I imagine won’t fly high enough
everything I don’t mean anything
but I’m feeling something out of the ordinary
I’m feeling nothing; I’m feeling void
true feelings, this is
to know what it’s like to be absolutely nothing.
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