Nocturnal Psychosis

Mine is not mine anymore
Green stars glow and fall
Ceiling sealing feet to floor
Coming in, ripped and tore

They watched me, saw me
Panicked state paranoid
Home sweet sickened sanity
Loaded lip and sugared tea

One that won and two did too
Golden snow where have you gone?
Torn from the apple afternoon
You and me were me and you

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