hysteria
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I feel like I’m on the brink of something
Like I’m right on the edge
Like I’m right about to get to it
Like I’m right there on its tail
And I only have to reach my hand out
And take it...
A tear
A tear
Cascades to the sunshine on the floor
At one point in time she illuminated me
My being
I realized the disguise
And choked on her rays
Sticky labels stuck to my skin
