the small word,
one syllable glowing on my screen
my hands shook,
my heart fought to escape my ribcage
just as always,
you offered a fix before taking it away
nothing has changed,
i feel like i lose you again every time i wake up
Sep 22, 2019
Sep 22, 2019 at 11:42 PM UTC
the small word,
one syllable glowing on my screen
my hands shook,
my heart fought to escape my ribcage
just as always,
you offered a fix before taking it away
nothing has changed,
i feel like i lose you again every time i wake up
leave me the **** alone unless you really want to talk
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