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Jun 2021
forget
just forget
become who you always wanted to be
not me though
never me
not the one with the past
and the need for sad eyes and drama
black clouded dreams,
a swarm of flies and rot,
but dark forests and a different story calls out to me
anyone else
not me though
must forget
must lie in the land until the dirt takes me as it's own,
makes me a child of moss
yeah,
i think that's who i'll be
forget me easily
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