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the crooked and mishandled alleyways of words to whisper have always riddled the backstreets of my mind... i mapped them, longer than enough to see the ins and outs i've known them, more than enough... like the palm of my hand or the skin on my face. it has always been a palimpsest of the maze i used to be sealing myself in— or perhaps seeping myself out. there were promises, there were poems, and of course, there was you. and every single word, or every single way, i have always been tongue tied and waiting and just so so long overdue— stuck in the prison of a misfortunate fate... knowing the means and never escaping somehow still lost afraid of ever stretching ways. 'hey, long time no see—' 'happy birthday! want to talk—' 'happy new year hope we still get together!' everything just comes out in clicks... 'backspace'.
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Jan 22, 2020
Jan 22, 2020 at 12:11 PM UTC
oh the ways i missed you—
the crooked and mishandled alleyways of words to whisper have always riddled the backstreets of my mind... i mapped them, longer than enough to see the ins and outs i've known them, more than enough... like the palm of my hand or the skin on my face. it has always been a palimpsest of the maze i used to be sealing myself in— or perhaps seeping myself out. there were promises, there were poems, and of course, there was you. and every single word, or every single way, i have always been tongue tied and waiting and just so so long overdue— stuck in the prison of a misfortunate fate... knowing the means and never escaping somehow still lost afraid of ever stretching ways. 'hey, long time no see—' 'happy birthday! want to talk—' 'happy new year hope we still get together!' everything just comes out in clicks... 'backspace'.
eyyyy i'm back omy thank you for reading!! just my regular lost and tongue-tied dude again... brand new year for brandished excuses and branded lies~~~ good day!! please comment and critique and stuff, you've read in this far anyway might as well c:
#tongue#tied#self#absorbed#excuses
fake_ian--G1100
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fake_ian--G1100
Gender Fluid/Philippines
Jan 22, 2020
Jan 22, 2020 at 12:11 PM UTC
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