sometimes I miss feeling so deeply
the way it would blossom from my chest
And steal my breath
I feel empty without it
I can't tell if I feel now though not feeling is a bliss
but it's difficult not to miss
feeling so deeply
Mar 16, 2024
Mar 16, 2024 at 7:48 AM UTC
sometimes I miss feeling so deeply
the way it would blossom from my chest
And steal my breath
I feel empty without it
I can't tell if I feel now though not feeling is a bliss
but it's difficult not to miss
feeling so deeply
prozac is numbing
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