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Literary (Submission): My Paradise?
Have you ever felt this feeling?
As if you were…
Floating high above the air,
with your feet above the ground.
Where angelic voices sang,
and served as your background music.
Everyone around acted differently,
greeting you with a smile.
Ending their goodbyes with a high-pitched voice.
As if from a musical number.
Even your surroundings seemed funny.
With the sunlight beaming
Towards every beautiful thing.
Giving them that golden hour light effect.
Then, at the end of the day,
you finally ask yourself.
Am I in love? Is this feeling
what they call a drug from paradise?
But maybe you thought wrong?
Because that floating feeling,
will make you daydream.
Often in times you least expect.
In the middle of class
when your teacher calls out your name.
And then asks you the answer
To the question you didn't hear.
The angelic chorus, which
youve always heard, wll soon haunt you.
Because you'll hear the
same tune every day.
As if you pressed
the repeat button.
After a while,
you'll come up with a song name
for the background music.
And you'll entitle it “Migraine”.
Soon the people around.
Will get awkward towards you.
Well, what do you expect?
You look so confused with that floating feeling.
And the sunlight…
Oh, the sunlight.
It gets even brighter.
And everything turns hot and sweaty.
At the end of the day.
You'll regret ever having felt that feeling.
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