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Apple Empire

Apple lights keep hurting my eyes Street corners breaking my threads The concrete is now heating up The constant noise I’m hearing fades I’m fighting dreams of other cities This phone keeps bussing me I feel like a ghost in my reality I’m busy but not keeping it busy The screen distracting me from the concrete All I’m asking for is an everything bagel I’m hungry and dizzy in an empire wonderland of hopeful thinking • I’m trying to speak all these lights into an existence I’m trying to walk in the streets best for me Apple Empire lights have my eyes awake Sipping on juice but eyes keep sleep crawling Keep me from breaking bridges I want to go for loop-de-loops in a six speed Burning at the light and time we have all day
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Bullet
22 / M
For You?
Written by
Bullet
22 / M
Published
Oct 6, 2020
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19·136
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I want to follow my dreams but in order to be successful I might have too move. But I want to better my own city. I want it to be fun at the end of the day.

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#hope#hopefully#dream#light#phone#city#decisions
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