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Apr 2020
you might catch me slipping,
ever so slightly.
you may slide by
or slide in,
and i might lose focus.
-
clocks ticking til the moment i awake from this slumber,
til this naive,
way too easy,
no give but take,
let's up.
-
i can *******,
like i can ******* up in the head,
but ill use you for my rituals instead.
never loss, only lessons...haha
Written by
the black rose  F/the islands
(F/the islands)   
70
   ap and BLT
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