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        All the poems I write
     are
just the beginning
                              and end
               of every thought
   I've ever had about you.
I'm seven days single
Six days sick
Five days dying
Four days childish
Three days gone
Two days confused
One day strong
I want to inject music into my bloodstream,
Maybe then
I'll feel a beat come through my heart for once.
Listening to a cover  of Twenty One Pilots' "Stressed Out".
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