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I was smoking **** And listening to music From when I was 14 With my best friend Sleeping on my bed While I sat next to him Trying not to wake him The repose whisped off the 3am moon My tired eyes being held open with pure mania A cigarette twirling smoke around my fingers And for once in this god ****** world I feel so real. In this moment My silence Could echo Troughout all the universe
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Mar 30
Mar 30, 2026 at 4:46 AM UTC
The moon was ever quiet.
I was smoking **** And listening to music From when I was 14 With my best friend Sleeping on my bed While I sat next to him Trying not to wake him The repose whisped off the 3am moon My tired eyes being held open with pure mania A cigarette twirling smoke around my fingers And for once in this god ****** world I feel so real. In this moment My silence Could echo Troughout all the universe
The days are going by so fast
modernshallow
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17/M/Alabama, U.S.A.
Mar 30
Mar 30, 2026 at 4:46 AM UTC
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