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there are stains behind these eyes blot the skies dot the i's have i constructed my own demise pointing at my own reflection aimed abjection i've changed my cadence lived in latence my past and present act as remnants an artifact a stark reminder of what i lacked coming undone
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Dec 27, 2021
Dec 27, 2021 at 9:37 PM UTC
coming undone
there are stains behind these eyes blot the skies dot the i's have i constructed my own demise pointing at my own reflection aimed abjection i've changed my cadence lived in latence my past and present act as remnants an artifact a stark reminder of what i lacked coming undone
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Dec 27, 2021
Dec 27, 2021 at 9:37 PM UTC
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