The glitter lost her luster.
Paranoia’s all the rage.
We’re staying in and looking out.
Too scared to turn the page.
It’s something in the water?
No, it’s something in the air.
Its’ cool now in the evening
I miss that I don’t care.
Glitter
The glitter lost her luster.
Paranoia’s all the rage.
We’re staying in and looking out.
Too scared to turn the page.
It’s something in the water?
No, it’s something in the air.
Its’ cool now in the evening
I miss that I don’t care.
Dennis Mantin 
This piece beautifully captures a mood of quiet unease—its sharp, minimal lines paint a world where fear dulls the sparkle of life. The contrast between past freedom and present caution is powerful, and the final line, “I miss that I don’t care,” lands with heartbreaking clarity. A haunting, relatable reflection on how the atmosphere around us can change the atmosphere within us.
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