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Mar 2018
how am i supposed to hang on to
something i can't even touch.
you threw a rope made out of thin air
and i'm begging for you to listen:
i'm suffocating in a wall
and i feel like you're starting to fall,
so please, for the mother of god,
forget all the nuisances i recounted
and focus on this simple task...
get
me
out of here.
23.3.18  /  do you ever write to a "you" but you never know who they are? because that's me.
unrelated, but i'm feeling hyperaware of the feeling that i need validation every time i write, and it's making me anxious and sad because i'm addicted to getting positive feedback on my poems... and it's getting kind of toxic when i don't
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