10:37 pm, Tuesday, 23rd May
perhaps we were chasing a sliver of euphoria that was unattainable –
unfound even by souls of youth who reveled in a kindred happiness
that remained untouched by impurity and darkness.
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dysphoria
Poetrysilent pleas from a heart that's been tainted blue, a mind that ripples in constant turmoil and a mouth that remains shut //
