《TW: mentions and desc of gun violence/guns》
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The sparkly fuzzy atmosphere of grainy box tvs and purple haze drifts across my mind. Flora climbing the white concrete walls as water surrounds the platform I sit atop In my mind.
It feels like floating in an iridescent bubble in a sea of tar,
A pink delicate rose taken by the violent waves of the Atlantic,
concealed to ones self-
mentally intoxicated from the personal idealism smothering my mind.

Porcelain shards and pearls surround my heart messily as I dip back into the world's I wrote in my mind,
flipping those pages, watching them blur back into that same lavender haze,
letting time rewind.

Coming back into my fantasy world from the black thickened oil and gel reality slathers me with,
cleansed by the watercolor rays of sun bearing down.

And as I sit with my mannequins and music, I dot my "I"s and cross my "T"s with red hearts.

dot my "I"s and cross my "T"s

watch my eyes...