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I cannot articulate What it means For me To feel Things? No words Do justice To what’s going On in my head No one else Can read my thoughts My pages are sealed My stomach in knots So the only thing That’s left for me to do Is listen to music For me, at least It’s the only thing That rings true
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Apr 17, 2018
Apr 17, 2018 at 9:44 PM UTC
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I cannot articulate What it means For me To feel Things? No words Do justice To what’s going On in my head No one else Can read my thoughts My pages are sealed My stomach in knots So the only thing That’s left for me to do Is listen to music For me, at least It’s the only thing That rings true
I wish I could write for a living.
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Apr 17, 2018
Apr 17, 2018 at 9:44 PM UTC
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