It's wonderful
to burn too fast.
Grow too fast and
be too fast.
And it feels shaky
to drink too much coffee
and feel the burn of liquor
soaring through.
It feels triumphant
to smoke too much and
tell too much.
Feel too much.
Too many stars in the sky
and too many troubles
littering minds
with their anxiety.
And it feels too grand,
too scary, too surreal
to be loved too much.
❊
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