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I am a narrow stairwell Waiting for the morning bells To ring, for the early birds to sail Watch all the cabs be hailed Waiting for her to come Will she come today? Doubts, I have some Should I kneel and pray? But to whom? Who would to listen to a narrow stairwell Maybe God would Will I look like a fool? My claustrophobic natures will intervene When was the last time I had a nice dream? It's always the same, redundant scene The scene is always that same redundant one I am a narrow stairwell Waiting for the morning bells
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May 19, 2019
May 19, 2019 at 9:15 AM UTC
narrow stairwell
I am a narrow stairwell Waiting for the morning bells To ring, for the early birds to sail Watch all the cabs be hailed Waiting for her to come Will she come today? Doubts, I have some Should I kneel and pray? But to whom? Who would to listen to a narrow stairwell Maybe God would Will I look like a fool? My claustrophobic natures will intervene When was the last time I had a nice dream? It's always the same, redundant scene The scene is always that same redundant one I am a narrow stairwell Waiting for the morning bells
Anxiety.
#anxiety#anxious#lonely#alone#depression#claustrophobic#dejected#loner#sad#angst
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23/M/Jakarta
May 19, 2019
May 19, 2019 at 9:15 AM UTC
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