As it decreases i am heavy with it
Life is normal once again and i hate it
I hate how now i am a creature of no pain and no insight
I seek the fog that brings me pain and i shy from the relief that brings me nothing
Now black is gray tinged with acid red and the pink from my habitat which is too much to bear
As my head aches and my eyes solidify once more i feel lost without the devil
The devil who makes me feel somehing that is not mere smoke and surface
Though he hurts
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