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Feb 2019
sometimes I'm bored
not feeling it

so close in touch with death
I still think no one is watching over me

sometimes
I hear this song
he knows the one
goosebumps
or is it the air coming in from the high windows

calling over my sadness
I was happy
now my smile is losing its charm

sometimes
I wonder where we go
where we are
where we stay

sometimes
there's no meaning
at all

now

finding myself
fast approaching death

sometimes
all we need is a day out
to remember we're not alone

look everyone breathes in the same air
!

sometimes
you just need to hug a pillow
stop thinking
sleep away
eileen
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eileen
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