MYSTIC

The flowers I pick,
Always have even pedals.
So, she loves me not.
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The sky is falling.
It will crush the entire world.
We need to prepare.
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Help, I can’t breathe!
I’m drowning underwater!
How can you hear me?!

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We’ve become the streets
Overcoming towering trees
Covered up by dying leaves
Extending our feet to light defeat
Not knowing any better

Letting letters we wrote become litter
Letting words we spoke become brittle

Forget me, history
Leave no trace
You seen my face
And I’ll go willingly

Every foot I’ve seen
All the gum I breed
On the way to something
I’m an exit strategy

And my heart only pumps
What everybody else dumps on me

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Soul stretching miles of mountains
Reaching for stars until it starts to burn
Creating our own ambience
Mixing interests on an empty palette

The wholesome taste of…
You are what you eat
The bitter thought of…
You are what you think

Stop.

Think deep and repeat after me:
Mind fluttering with butterflies in nearby fields
Just far off enough to keep your body numb
Letting steam pour out of windows
Forgetting all we lost outside

And you told me the world will never end
And they told me I would never be this happy
When we shut our eyes
That’s when we know
That feeling whole
Is knowing that time could stop
And we’d still want to feel this way forever

Written by: matt

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