HEAVY THOUGHTS
Ever
wonder what they say about you
behind
your back?
You
are in the dark.
Dark
humor engulfs you.
Twisting,
turning, wrestling
with
you till you lose your
old
identity.
Reborn,
you awake.
No
longer in the dreadful darkness.
Was it
just a dream?
I dare
you to separate
a daydream in reality.
I see
a muscleman
holding
yellow daises.
He
greets you with a smile.
When
they ask
you'll
say he was nice
and
his flowers lit up your day.
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