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what's that word again?
I've been in my feelings
and in my head for years.
I've built walls and
called them boundaries only
to wake up one day and realize
that I've boxed myself in
and that's the tragedy in it all;
in keeping myself safe
I've locked everything out.
and what a sad way to live,
peaceful and
picking my own muse
to pieces until the only thing
left is
a bloody pile of
everything I used to...
Thursday 8th August 2024 4:20 pm
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