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loving through a screen
those that don't exist
such a beautiful scene
how could i resist?

serotonin rushing through me
smiling after a long while
nothing real could make me free
something about the style

some hole in me feels filled
they love me, i know they do
tip me over, i'll be spilled
it's you that i live through

my eyes take on obsession
i need you to breathe
a rest from my depression
feelings begin to seethe

the comfort you give me
i feel like i may perish
you make me free
who else could i cherish?

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