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I don't think I could recall, all the times I looked down at my phone at a face that wasn't mine, but looked like someone I could be; At a life that looked like what mine could be, if only I could find a way there All the hours I spend making plans of how to make myself smaller, lighter, more free; Something completely different from everything I am Sometimes I think, All we are are ideas Moments where we felt alive, Sentences from our favorite books of stories we want to share Highlight reels; At most Because who would want to see the ugly, the harsh, the in-between; The moments we waste wishing ourselves away And I guess in that way we are all the same
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Jun 5, 2018
Jun 5, 2018 at 9:56 PM UTC
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I don't think I could recall, all the times I looked down at my phone at a face that wasn't mine, but looked like someone I could be; At a life that looked like what mine could be, if only I could find a way there All the hours I spend making plans of how to make myself smaller, lighter, more free; Something completely different from everything I am Sometimes I think, All we are are ideas Moments where we felt alive, Sentences from our favorite books of stories we want to share Highlight reels; At most Because who would want to see the ugly, the harsh, the in-between; The moments we waste wishing ourselves away And I guess in that way we are all the same
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Jun 5, 2018 at 9:56 PM UTC
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