INFJ shit.

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// The Life //  🌟

The life,
any idea what it tastes like?
IKEA, Target, Starbucks life,
pretending all day to be sick and nice.
What is it like to live
"the life"?

Is there a dark side attached?
Are they from the world detached?
Too much caffeine,
does the brain get messed?
What is it like to taste
"the life"?

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// Greyscale // ✨

The day was in greyscale
Grey was the sky above me.
Grey the road below me.
Grey my almost black soul.

And soon the night fell
and everything turned black.
But with it came the moon
and the shining stars.
Another day awaited me,
so I kept moving.

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// Respect? // 🌟

Be respectful
Be respectful
Be respectful

So they lie respectfully
Make people cry respectfully
Commit crime respectfully
(And despite all this)
Die respectfully.

(Riya, how dare you tell lies about us?!?!)
Oh sorry, be respectful
So I keep quiet respectfully.

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// Untitled // ✨

When the night falls and the
bells stop chiming,
ventures the devil
in the dark
with monsters like us.

The believers hide away from us,
herds are safer after all.
Sheep tremble in fear
when the wolves call.

When the night falls and the
ice cold moon emerges,
venture me and my animus
into the dark
with hundred others like us.

We are the children of the moon,
we have a mark.
It shines bright when the night falls,
in the pitch black dark.

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