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Passive Ideation

How easy would it be to drown? in the murky water of a long abandoned river To swim down down down Until you can’t hold your breath any more And when you try to swim up You don’t make it in time It was an accident of course. You’re not crazy. You’re not. How easy would it be to step? Into a busy road right into oncoming traffic To step close close closer And forget to look both ways You didn’t see the car coming You didn’t hear it It was an accident of course. You’re not crazy. You’re not.
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thebirdwithbrokenwings
22 / Gender Fluid / Somewhere New
Published
Apr 23, 2025
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18·100
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A passing thought or a whisper in the wind

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