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Nov 2021
I sit
to think
I know it all, But also
Nothing
That warm tv fuzz feels my mind
I can’t write
think
Everything is gone
I feel
Useless
Trying to put thoughts into words makes me want to scream but my vocal cords are cut
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   Ciel Noir
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