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The radiant sun spills its light onto me. Listening to the waves make friends with the shore, becoming so serene it haunts me. Reeling in thoughts. Days pass and I see the error in my ways. I have become the hatred to dispell. The sun is covered in clouds, and the sound of the water becomes hypnotic. I hate the sun, burns me to my soul. The soil stains. The beauty of this earth just isn't enough. I want more. More. More. Drugs to lift me to God. Money to feel so whole. To wallow in sin and profess it is a good deed. So happy with unhappiness. Need to be happy. Pure. Dirty with this lie. I am a living contradiction. |