eiremoi is me, three-quarters of the time.










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why girl
the weight of the world?
with people who look like people you know
but with purple hair?
when words are only thoughts that escape your mind
and your own they only rule when you can not?

why now
when you smell the deep scent of coffee
you remember how you smell yesterday of boys and cigarettes
how you loved it then and loathed it today

and is it because you feel deprived?
because its in your hands and dripping away quickly?
that you see things so vile, but excusable
that you don't want the sequelae to take execution
that you are scared?

that you are impossible
and so is the world
when everything beautiful is temporary
and only belong to people you hold a hands-width away
close enough to feel the heat from
but too far to make any of you matter to them

when the same skin and sun walks past and you feel completely detached
and that you never feel completely whole with everything else either

maybe its compensation for all things beautiful and invisible
maybe its price to be paid for something foreseen
maybe its just today, and tomorrow, and yesterday
when a person asks why, girl?
why the weight of the world?