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see, when I was a kid, people called me bright I considered them right, kept my goals in sight by 20, I realized life was going to be a long fight the kid with a bright future has lost all his might lost my footing one day and never recovered I could blame forced isolation, but I was the one who kicked up the dirt, the one who threw away his shot who tried to put the blame on others when he fell short I was supposed to rule the world, make it my own stand on top of a cliff, the world upon my feet but I fell before I reached the peak, I was never even in sight of the throne see, the thing about falling off a cliff is you know you're falling but how do you stop the tumbling? my God, this life's numbing.
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Aug 17, 2024
Aug 17, 2024 at 10:35 PM UTC
the thing about falling off a cliff
see, when I was a kid, people called me bright I considered them right, kept my goals in sight by 20, I realized life was going to be a long fight the kid with a bright future has lost all his might lost my footing one day and never recovered I could blame forced isolation, but I was the one who kicked up the dirt, the one who threw away his shot who tried to put the blame on others when he fell short I was supposed to rule the world, make it my own stand on top of a cliff, the world upon my feet but I fell before I reached the peak, I was never even in sight of the throne see, the thing about falling off a cliff is you know you're falling but how do you stop the tumbling? my God, this life's numbing.
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23/M/Jakarta
Aug 17, 2024
Aug 17, 2024 at 10:35 PM UTC
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