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I still have no clue what to think of this poem.

somewhere i see a dark light
flickering and setting off sight
around its vision point
and i cant help but think
that you're somewhere thinking
of something similar
oh we're so metaphoric

so i never listened to people saying
youll miss anything if it goes away
and im losing touch,
i cant even touch
without feeling you, in some way,
your skin or your soul,
im in a hole.
toss me a rope, but i kinda like it.

i thought about you today
when i nearly got killed
and it wasnt you at first, it was me
i confuse the two of us sometimes
flashing between my eyes
my brain is so fried
i have so much going on,
i have you to look at, at the
closing of the eyelids

so ring around your shoulder
and sleep to the side
and feel me when i come inside
but when i do you ask "you there?"
fill yourself with emptiness
a dose of nothing,
i cant keep you company

terror has new friends
and they run away with you but youre
right there in bed and i feel
i just feel someway that i can
make it right, all these cobwebs,
have gone out the window
along with the good view
i used to have.

Author's Note

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