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I think about the word alone Not really feeling alone but being alone It’s like the fear of death just slowly carling up your neck It impossible to escape the darkness that it makes I wonder if happiness is a thing for people like me Cause I don’t stop think about the indispensable thing That’s a constant ring like birds in bight morning
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Apr 13, 2021
Apr 13, 2021 at 9:34 AM UTC
Alone
I think about the word alone Not really feeling alone but being alone It’s like the fear of death just slowly carling up your neck It impossible to escape the darkness that it makes I wonder if happiness is a thing for people like me Cause I don’t stop think about the indispensable thing That’s a constant ring like birds in bight morning
I always wonder if I am going to be alone when I get older and that happiness is something that you can find. But I feel that I may have found it but I I just don’t really know if things will happen
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Kingwiter
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Kingwiter
19/M/Wichita, KS, USA
Apr 13, 2021
Apr 13, 2021 at 9:34 AM UTC
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