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Jan 2
i keep letting people break my walls once theyre done with the last brick they leave.
they leave me with the bricks ill have to rebuild again. over and over.
but im used to it. itll be like a strand of my hair that sticks between the tooth gaps of my teeth or tripping over the crevices of the sidewalks when "you" were aware of the cracks but chose to fall because you were stubborn kind of thing.
great way to start an introduction huh
(just a piece of my thoughts)
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D A W N  17/F
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