Death's best friend, Insanity...
What if what you thoughtwasnt real, was a lie?
And there were times you thought
never existed but did?
And you cant figure out,
how to differentiate between reality...
and the fabrications of your mind?
To sit in the dark and see
the stars glitter and twinkle,
except there arent any windows...
Youre stuck inside...
To see youre best friend
and hang out for a bit...
Its amazing to see her,
she went to her death last week...
To think about flying,
wanting to feel the wind under youre wings...
... Til you figure out youre no bird,
and your life is gone in a blink.
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