I wish i had the strength,
I wish i could change my mind and stay,
Just a little bit longer, just for another, more minute,
To sacrifice my tears for someone's smile,
It was easy at first, formatting and resetting my mind, programming it with something new,
But i had this vision and it keeps coming, showing itself like a virus ready to attack, i don't know how to block it,
It's blurry, i'm scared, that eventually it will get clearer,
And when it does, you'll be losing pieces of me, or maybe more,
I don't want you to but neither do i wanna die,
Because everytime the vision comes through my mind, it takes something in me, little by little, until there will be nothing left,
Something.. that i wish can be replaced.
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PoetryMood : Can i play with you? Swing : Sure. Me : Why just play when we can have a party? Mood : * looking at swing * Swing : * looking at mood * Both : Yes!! Me : 😈
