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Jun 2017
Staring at the ceiling wanting to go to Bed
I could start to fall asleep now if I could only find my
Head

Lead
In my mechanical pencil trying to fit inside your picture perfect stencil
I color you in

Are we ghosts or are we just animals?

Playing in the attic
watching stale t.v.
Television stattic
The best thoughts - they come at 3AM
When no one is awake because no one has taken them

It's something beautiful that no one wants
Dandelion ****
My brain is empty most of the time but wakes and knows when to feed

We all just tell people what they want to hear
We're just going through the motions
I'd rather die than work 9-5
Strap bricks to my feet and throw me in the ocean

Let the waves crash over my
head

Are we ghosts or are we animals?

Are we really alive or are we
dead?
erin walts
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erin walts  22/F/texas
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