Killing Me, But Not

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I'm levitating off the ground

Wonders leave my lungs

I feel the stars by my hands

It's killing me, this happiness is killing me

I can never be mad

It tricks me with a imagined smile

I collapse to the ground to feel the reality

I embrace the world when I see it in another lighting

So I sit down and let my guilt drain off

Not a pretty sight, are you?

You're killing me slowly, but you make me feel the most alive

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