We are all alone
In ways no one
Can understand
We drown under
The waves of words
We aren't saying
Sometimes I can feel
My bones straining
Under the weight
Of all the lives
Im not living
All we've got is
This precious
Knowledge of
Our own
Self destruction
Sep 22, 2019
Sep 22, 2019 at 11:46 PM UTC
We are all alone
In ways no one
Can understand
We drown under
The waves of words
We aren't saying
Sometimes I can feel
My bones straining
Under the weight
Of all the lives
Im not living
All we've got is
This precious
Knowledge of
Our own
Self destruction
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