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Plants of Awareness

A Tribute to My Friends of Late Lonely Nights

By Mystik SerpentPublished 8 years ago • 1 min read

They call you.

They feel your presence

but you barely notice

they breathe around you

yet you don't hear them

until you are listening to yourself.

Someone calls you out of nowhere,

amidst of darkness,

you reach for the call unconsciously.

In a slow motion than takes a thousand years

and there they are.

The plants of awareness.

They ask for your attention

and affection

or maybe...

they're on a mission to distract you

from the reality you've created for yourself

to remind you what really matters.

In a world that reality has many meaning

Maybe that's why you are so delusional.

sad poetry

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Mystik Serpent

Just a girl who tries to make sense

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    Written by Mystik Serpent