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you tried your best to know everything about me when meanwhile i myself don't have a fucking clue about myself or life.

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make sure to drink your water tonight, maybe the ants in your grave were thirsty for you.

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i tried to look into things, to make sure that it may be my vision that doesn't see anything in this life, but i'm telling you: this world is a big fucking blur picture taken by a 3yr kid.

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1:53 sailing the waves, time raised the tide, say goodbye. into my eyes, i go blind.

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raining, falling alone. draining, dying to know where this goes. sinking down in a rage of thoughts cast out but never heard.

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does it hurt you? do i wanna know what it means and where it goes, time will tell all.

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seeking, healing like an open wound. salting the mind in a sea of you. sinking down in a rage of thoughts we've drowned but never heard.

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2:39 breaking down the parts i can't see, leaving all the skin and bone. understanding what's underneath, leaving more less unknown.

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cross out all your lines and think this all the way through, take a picture with your mind. in and out we linger, in danger of our own discernment.

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sort through the sounds of you failing and tell me about how you've grown. the calcium rotting out beneath my bones, the distance is falling further. i can feel the motion🪽 .

⭐⭐⭐⭐⭐⭐⭐⭐ ‌ ⭐⭐⭐⭐⭐⭐

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i wish it wasn't my fault. but it looks like it. and it makes me more sad than ever.

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i'm sorry but i can't help it. i see every enjoyable thing along with dying.

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the breeze of autumn is making my hair dance in the sunlight and all i can think about right now is to kms.

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there is peace in not knowing.

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