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everything hurts the throbbing in my chest is from the city i loved, the city i swallowed the pounding in my veins is from the race against the very crowd i spilled myself into the numbness of my mind is from the ticking clock and tapping heel and murmuring and pulsating, the living, breathing, and the dying all tapping their watches in perfect unison, like everything you've ever seen and more ... the taka taka tak of the train, is jagged against my sides i keel over at the altar as the train approaches the station and still, thank God! everything hurts i must still be alive
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Jul 21, 2018
Jul 21, 2018 at 10:09 PM UTC
everything hurts
everything hurts the throbbing in my chest is from the city i loved, the city i swallowed the pounding in my veins is from the race against the very crowd i spilled myself into the numbness of my mind is from the ticking clock and tapping heel and murmuring and pulsating, the living, breathing, and the dying all tapping their watches in perfect unison, like everything you've ever seen and more ... the taka taka tak of the train, is jagged against my sides i keel over at the altar as the train approaches the station and still, thank God! everything hurts i must still be alive
a whole mood
#mood#existential#life#nyc#city#subway#hurting#pain#awareness#dark
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sheepskyny
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Jul 21, 2018
Jul 21, 2018 at 10:09 PM UTC
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