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Give me hope and home a place to call my own a cliche that is only mine a brief escape from endless time I can't stand your world nor can I hold my clumsy limbs upright on its surface.
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Nov 20, 2016
Nov 20, 2016 at 1:52 AM UTC
cliche
Give me hope and home a place to call my own a cliche that is only mine a brief escape from endless time I can't stand your world nor can I hold my clumsy limbs upright on its surface.
drunk as usual, critiques welcome.
#body#outcast#clumsy#surface#upright
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Nov 20, 2016
Nov 20, 2016 at 1:52 AM UTC
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