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Aug 2017
There is a broken record under my pillow in a dream
There is shattered glass across the floor
There are pages ripped out of books
I'm shook

There are matches on my headboard
There is rope in the garage
There is a bottle full of pills
There is a tub full of water
There is a drawer full of knives
There is a river down the road
There is a key for the case of guns
There is a train coming at noon
What do I do? What do I do?
So many choices to choose.
There is a broken record under my pillow
Honestly I'm not sure what this is, but I try to post everything and anything that may or will come to mind.
Written by
Khole  Transmasculine/Neverland
(Transmasculine/Neverland)   
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