Poison


Inhale the artificial happiness
Exhale the pain our soul once captured.
Caress the wind
Chapped lips
Smile without meaning.
Twirl to the symphony that can't be heard
Just breathe.
Talk until our throats swell.
Dwell over the past but glorify the future
Infinite.
Nothing can touch us
Us.
My soul
My mind
Say goodnight to the ignorance once caused by the ignorant.
Happiness kills us slowly.
Our body dances with affliction.
The mind is put into a trance.
Inhale the artificial happiness
Exhale the death of your soul.
Poison: A fool's paradise.

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