Chew, swallow, and breathe.
They'll take the pain away and
Reality will sway as you
Let your mind at play without
Fear or dismay or fucking
Sense of the day.
But the stones are
Decay, and decay what they
Touch, and they're touching
Your soul, and you're
Losing your whole, and you
Know this is true
But knowing
Hurts too, so just
Subdue the pain, just
Chew, swallow, and breathe, and
Depression will leave, and
Sure it's naive, but it's
Happiness eve.
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