act 1

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Emotion, a potion
So deadly it may kill us all
From the balconies we fall
From the bridges we burn
Just to feel the flames flick their pain

Emotion, a motion
So fast it strikes us with shock
So quickly we can't even talk
From the mouths of the broken
Into the mouths of others
We force feed what we feel

Emotion, a definition
That cannot be written simply
As it is manipulative
And cruel
And eating me alive
Because what you tell me I feel
Is not real
You cannot fucking tell me how I feel
When you don't know the feeling

You merely, only, simply know
The means of an actress with a shiny spotlight
-vivi

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