Walgreens-brown
Is this heaven
my pulse is still here
one, two, thre, one, two, three
green and purple lines running around me
open, close, shrink, widen
I'm alive
I'm here
here with you
but I feel far from reality
it's so white around
and big
the light hurts my perception of reality
if I were to die here
I wouldn't feel anything
no fear, no blood
I'd bleed
velvet tears through your eyes of rubies
but I'd wish you'd see
the sapphires, in me, next to you
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