The sky is aflame
my heart is sinking
the sun is sunk.
My heart is on fire
I am a liar
the sun goes thunk.
Thunk. Thunk. I over
think everything and
feel nothing but nothing.
Which is something
that hurts, so how
can it be nothing?
How can it be nothing
if it hurts so much?
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