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Dec 2018
Grey pavement
watches me walk
The world
listens to me talk
The same old nothing
whose **** fault?
I wonder if I got myself here
giving up to sulk
Breathe in the dusted chalk
where white words leave stinging salt
In wounds that are normalized
A heart once together comes apart
Sienna
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Sienna  F/Past
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