If our lives aren’t real,
If it’s all just a silly game.
What sick fucking bastard,
Programmed the dying day.
Why would decay be fun?
How we rot whilst still alive.
How we see each other wither,
In front of our eyes.
If our lives are just an entity’s muse,
Only in data we exist.
I’m gonna go viral,
Cos we’re dying and I’m pissed!
We’re not dead yet❤️
In data we exist….
Until
In flesh we tryst
What is real we will be able to touch, see, and smell❤️
I love you
I love your mind
I love your poetry
Never stop writing
Never stop sharing❤️
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Never ever 😘😘😘
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❤️💋❤️
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