that interlude
was longer than
any of the previous
poems on here.
this album
doesn’t even
make sense
anymore.
nothing does,
let’s eat!
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tired of pretending that i’m happy with the way life is going, tell you the only thing i’m king of is telling the world i’m fine when... -
take a moment to rest your head, you’ve been everywhere and back again, so much pressure on your shoulders that you’ve forgotten what it’s l... -
the happiest time of year for most is the hardest for me, overtaken by the cold and my anxiety, searching desperately for a moment to breath...
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