I am a world apart
in an odd mood
indigo - no even though
it is soon to be "l'heure bleue".
My innards are screaming
for something I never got
and sadness is my name.
Having alas to entertain
and smile and be content
I see myself as a shadow
in another world
(not mine but somehow
created by me)
My mirror image yells
at the me for being me
but could I otherwise
survive
tonight.
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