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Snow Angel's

  • Writer: Taylor Thomas
    Taylor Thomas
  • Oct 13, 2025
  • 1 min read

You push lower when you are high 

An ecstasy of blurred vision 

A euphoria of disillusionment 

Your highs are powdered with highlighter and glitter pens 

Yet you don't see it 

Or choose you ignore it

My lows of when you are high 

An ecstasy of tears blurring my vision 

A euphoria of realising I shouldn't be here anymore 

Yet your highs will always triumph my lows 

Coke filled bars 

Or a marijuana foggy room

This isn't the gaze I want from you 

For your coke filled eyes scream with anger and anguish at me 

I am merely a vessle for your Mirth and Melancholia 


 
 
 

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