56 | pitiful tragedy
I could be the crumpled piece of paper that never did matter
or I could be the wilting flower your gardener failed to water
I could be the massive hurricane twisting your mind
or I could be the disastrous plague bringing danger to all mankind
I could be the extracted opium poppy swallowing all your positivity
or I could be the lighted cigarette turning your life into ashes
I could be the vicious chemicals burning in your bloodstream
or I could be the horrible acid you throw up every morning
I could be the melatonin you always take before you sleep
or I could be the antihistamines that in the end make you weak
I could be the fire and you could be the water
and that's when you know my life is over.
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