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Sep 2021
everything i do,
the moment i wake up the sky is already gloomy;
preparing me for the day ahead.

the biggest accomplishment i’ve made this week was making a decision,
about how i wish i was in bed.

the piano is too loud in my ears and it pours out my eyes,
wishing there was a way i could desperately change the skies.
idk. i’m back ig? with another bad poem
silly
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silly  wonderland
(wonderland)   
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