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do the dead envy the living?

by @butterfliesonmytongue

do you think the dead envy the living do you think they lust over the chaotic fury of youth cause right now i am lost twenty-one and young drinking and crying through snapchat filters and "emerald exhales" through the books on my ikea shelf which highlight the glorious escapades of some protagonist I can't relate to do you think the dead envy me as my heart breaks at the thought of a boy who never even knew my name when I get parking tickets or cut my knee on gravel outside my apartment and lie to my family saying no- I was sober. do the dead envy the living at their most irresponsible their most reckless and their most messy am I still coveted and loved at my worst for the simple fact That I Am Alive?
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