manic days

When there are Manic days

where hope when not cried for

glimmers slightly,

tinting lightly on the blushing horizon

Reminisce back to those heavenly times:

sweet stretches of blissful sighs.

Remember those moments

those cheery, dazey, redolently, dreamy days.

Wait…what is that?

Oh.

Only a
silly
repression.

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