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Oct 2020
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Staying up late til the light comes back
Thinking of things I shouldโ€™ve kept in the past
I wish my mind and eyes could finally match
My brain feels dark, wish my sight was black
If I over drink, I over think, I wanna sink
Submerge me so my body feels equal
And once again, it never ends, all my zen
Used to be ten but now itโ€™s zero and dull
A God Shaped Hole
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