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Because the world is black The rain opaque I could not see all the lights in my face A barren blur of shivering tints Still fearful in the leaking liquids Deep like cancer to kill Whatever's left to kill I am here that lives to die I was isolated once but purely chaste Now I sustain and I am tarnished Stripped of a mantle ignorance Robbed of blessed warmth That shields me It isolates me I was stupid Now even more Looking into wires of midnight lights Reflects spectrum tedium Speaks guises and lies It is not day Walking on solid ground like water Wet and angry Swallows me up in wholes and halves Pressing its face against mine Rough, blunt as words Severing me Slowly bleeding me Laughter merciless Like kicks and stabs into my head And leave me lying deaf Still doomed with some infernal vision I witness my pathetic strength Fading, fading… Tumbling like useless dust Red lights and green then yellow Slashed like knives over my flesh I see people Looking down at me; a bump in the road Discarded and wasted Like rocks of lost ruins I forgot my name I am numb Happiness swept my soul free of squalor I am innocent Swimming in a pool of colors It was what I dreamed about I have money I have friends I have family And I fly High, Watching the city stars And I flew And I flew

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