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Coming apart at the seams, troubled even in my dreams Losing my mind to thrills, cheap or otherwise I want to make myself scream, sadly, no words are to be seen But maybe I will cackle, make a scene Amused at my past selves' hubris, wondering which way bends the stream
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Oct 14, 2022
Oct 14, 2022 at 7:08 AM UTC
The stream
Coming apart at the seams, troubled even in my dreams Losing my mind to thrills, cheap or otherwise I want to make myself scream, sadly, no words are to be seen But maybe I will cackle, make a scene Amused at my past selves' hubris, wondering which way bends the stream
siddharth-penmetcha
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Oct 14, 2022
Oct 14, 2022 at 7:08 AM UTC
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