The song on loop
Can't hurt me.
A stale thought,
Doesn't dare to
Become a poem.
Evenings affect
Me no more, nor
The long nights
That brooded
Over my sleep.
Ain't no taker of
Melancholia.
Pain is just a
Perception.
Feelings, a pinch
Of euphoria.
Stark reality has
Take over me.
Looks like,
Everything fits in
A bracket now.
Black and white.
Right and wrong.
And to hell with
What's in-between.
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