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Jul 2016
sadder than the saddest clown
who even then still has the choice
to smile

i’ve been like this for who knows
how long, so much time for just
a while

all this work, the steps I made
myself take to only fall back to
what I thought I’d gone far from,
all these thoughts, I’d grown away
from, to only trip back into that
endless hole I called my mind

talking has always helped, and
that’s the truth, but I still can’t
get anything to come out of me

I don’t have anyone to go to, I
did at one point, but that’s when
i smiled, but you know it’s been
a while
justacentimeter
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justacentimeter  Brooklyn
(Brooklyn)   
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