Too Much Of You
angelaires
life is
sunny,
rainy,
gloomy.
yours is
bright,
breezy,
always sunshine.
i'd rather have the rain
suffer and feel,
this impeccable pain
here, it is real.
yours is
magical,
monumental,
too much greatness
killing this empty spaces
too much,
got too much of you.
away, im running away.
yours is
whimsical,
im waking up
to what's here and now.
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