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Nov 2017
It's already midnight
oh no just six in the afternoon

I have spider webs on my wrists
you seem to be stuck to

tracing the drawings on my arms
that won't erase

I'm halfway down
the bottom of the ocean
where no one will
come looking

there's no sun
no stars
I'm not going to care

if the surface is a reality
and I'm not breathing

I'll meet infinite darkness
finally
eileen
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eileen
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