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by z54

i pull away i don't know what to say, it's too familiar my apprehension at simple questions, at gentle whispers we'd spend our evenings chasing feelings we'd try to capture hypnotized by those lattice lies we manufactured but i can't talk i missed so many calls and i can't think i just can't get involved i'm on a break, i just can't take this, i'm suspending consciousness my reality has lost all consonance but, oh, there's nothing much i miss and, oh, i just wanna stay like this
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