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Distant at first,
like a memory.
Then closer,
of persistence.
Louder now,
the veil of focus.
Grown deafening,
drowning out
coherent thought.
Ringing, ringing, ringing.
Captain Trips Jul 29
I was supposed to remember
That thing I thought of last night
But I guess it's self-evident by now
That I don't.
lolol shouldve ******* slept all day lol
*** was i thinking waking up and ****
Its a poetry website lol you have to write a poem rofl
Alla you
Captain Trips Feb 27
what's it really matter though?
take my hand,
this is my revenge.
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