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no pressing crushes, no bruises to poke losing autonomy, stuck on cruise control hold me so I can feel something no blessings are approaching, no stress is revoked I choke on my sweet words, I am afraid of being hurt worked until I was blind numbed until I was fine pressing buttons, I tried to get a reaction, to prove our chemistry to get a response, to prove you needed me but you didn't now it has ruined me
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Dec 17, 2022
Dec 17, 2022 at 10:40 AM UTC
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no pressing crushes, no bruises to poke losing autonomy, stuck on cruise control hold me so I can feel something no blessings are approaching, no stress is revoked I choke on my sweet words, I am afraid of being hurt worked until I was blind numbed until I was fine pressing buttons, I tried to get a reaction, to prove our chemistry to get a response, to prove you needed me but you didn't now it has ruined me
munybee
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Dec 17, 2022
Dec 17, 2022 at 10:40 AM UTC
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