when you smile
when you laugh
volcanic eruptions of joy and happiness flow over me like molten lava.
eventually the joy cools and hardens to my body.
I find myself trapped
trapped in your happiness.
It seems odd
layer after layer flows over me
completely suffocating me
unable to move
in the clutches of the great antithesis of happiness and suffocation
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