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everything seems so plain, dull, almost lifeless all I see are preoccupied shells not a single soul listens so I sit here with this brush in hand, ready to dash and I take off the scarf to adjust all I am is a creature walking on shards of glass, hoping to find a new path instead of the crooked bridge I’ve tried to fix
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Apr 6, 2017
Apr 6, 2017 at 3:56 PM UTC
take me
everything seems so plain, dull, almost lifeless all I see are preoccupied shells not a single soul listens so I sit here with this brush in hand, ready to dash and I take off the scarf to adjust all I am is a creature walking on shards of glass, hoping to find a new path instead of the crooked bridge I’ve tried to fix
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Apr 6, 2017
Apr 6, 2017 at 3:56 PM UTC
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