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Everything slows down, my eyes are red
I slowly drift away to see
A place that feels better
My mind becomes free

My fears are gone
My vision’s fine
My worries were clear
But to them I’m blind

It magnifies my perception
Sensations rise
What once was trivial
Is amplified

Colors become perfect
Their flaws recede
And I wonder…
Is this how they were meant to be?

I’m coming down
But I don’t want to leave
This island of bliss
In a dispirited sea…
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Date: Friday, 1st December 2006 @ 03:58:49 AM AEST
Topic: Sad Poetry

Contributed By: David3
That feeling comes into my head
Everything slows down, my eyes are red
I slowly drift away to see
A place that feels better
My mind becomes free

My fears are gone
My vision’s fine
My worries were clear
But to them I’m blind

It magnifies my perception
Sensations rise
What once was trivial
Is amplified

Colors become perfect
Their flaws recede
And I wonder…
Is this how they were meant to be?

I’m coming down
But I don’t want to leave
This island of bliss
In a dispirited sea…


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