Past the Line of Sight
I'm teaching myself to blur the line. Distorting Depth; reality
Firing tiny bullets, no one can see. Changing life to one dimention.
You breathe the air I breathe.
But you can't see what I see.
I am.
But who am I?
I think
Breathe
But do I exist?
Am I real?
Hardly.
I'm teaching myself to change the tides. Dwelling hell; fantasy
Thinking little evils, invisible things
Seeing life in forms and colors
You see what I see,
But you could never ever believe
You are.
But not me.
Control
Losing
But never again.
Raining?
Always
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