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my former self skeleton in the closet every piece of me i give is just another deposit to the toll, the price the sacrifice i’m just trying to keep steady but the storm will never let me sometimes it’s too much it’s too heavy fractured dam and failed levees cinema of my mind where no show runs on time outdated effects and tricks stack of blank papers for scripts comedic violence fantastical tragedies manifest into sad actualities
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Dec 8, 2025
Dec 8, 2025 at 8:26 PM UTC
eye of the storm
my former self skeleton in the closet every piece of me i give is just another deposit to the toll, the price the sacrifice i’m just trying to keep steady but the storm will never let me sometimes it’s too much it’s too heavy fractured dam and failed levees cinema of my mind where no show runs on time outdated effects and tricks stack of blank papers for scripts comedic violence fantastical tragedies manifest into sad actualities
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Dec 8, 2025
Dec 8, 2025 at 8:26 PM UTC
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