Twas a one night only tour of debauchery
as we ran through the streets
devoid of any concept of time.
just me and the boys
transforming the world
into our personal playground.
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I ran around in circles
hoping to find you
or anything that
resembled you.
I held your mask close
to hide the reality
that we were never anything
but just a mere figment of my hopes.
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I have succumb to following
the idea that THIS,
the miserable dots of experience
will lead to a grand concise future.
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Disenchantment was her flavour of choice.
Successfully dislocating herself from what others deemed to be reality.
Her tears were clear, to magnifying her dislocated disposition.
Careless to all that surrounded her, she continued to delve,
deeper within the confines of her glass veneer.
Hoping and wishing that no one would see past her false case of serenity.
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