You no longer exsist said the man
Like it was his desicion
I am not the same person
I said to myself
Like it was an observation
When ever I rejected to think
It was me digressing more and more
I sleep said the little lady
I sleep to live a fantasy
Still don't know
Why didin't the old man let me
Rain was the thing I hate
Didin't know it was the main reason
for the flowers to exist
I stopped asking why
Why is it sunny but yet still cold
Am I so young or is my heart too old.
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