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It's 5:32 and I'm awake as I hear my neighbor stepping into his truck to go lay gravel I've been touching myself and reminiscing I've been hungry for 2 hours but my brother is sleeping on the couch and I don't wanna disturb him making a tuna melt My situationship Is nearing its end.  She's not in the mood anymore, so they say; 'not feeling well' Perfectly ambiguous I'm not feeling well yet I still comfort you when you threaten suicide on a near weekly basis I'm looking out the window now and I see trees I see nowhereland and faint murmuring, the screams of my future vessel Saying get out I must get out and find a new way Somewhere towards life
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Sep 4, 2024
Sep 4, 2024 at 8:37 AM UTC
A new way
It's 5:32 and I'm awake as I hear my neighbor stepping into his truck to go lay gravel I've been touching myself and reminiscing I've been hungry for 2 hours but my brother is sleeping on the couch and I don't wanna disturb him making a tuna melt My situationship Is nearing its end.  She's not in the mood anymore, so they say; 'not feeling well' Perfectly ambiguous I'm not feeling well yet I still comfort you when you threaten suicide on a near weekly basis I'm looking out the window now and I see trees I see nowhereland and faint murmuring, the screams of my future vessel Saying get out I must get out and find a new way Somewhere towards life
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Sep 4, 2024
Sep 4, 2024 at 8:37 AM UTC
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