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Jan 2017
I will never belong
The way I want to.

I will never be yours and yours alone.

My mind is too twisted
By my insanity
And you're too distracted
By
All of it.

("It" being every possible
Distraction)

I'll never be perfect,
I'll only ever be me.

And that is very, very, far from perfect.
storm siren
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storm siren  26/Neither/Hell or High Water
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