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cloud my mind with mock addictions


cage me in,

i’ve become a dreamer;

adore the explicit photos of you. 

 

no such haven,

‘till the picture ‘comes a little clearer;

i’ve become a dreamer because of you. 

 

feigning innocence, 

(you) said you idolize your mirror;

laid-back dirty talks with you. 

 

skin is glistening,

the illusion’s never been realer;

i’ve suffered a “dreamer” because of you. 

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