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This is bone crushing And I'm falling through The tiny cracks that Everyone else seems to Just avoid, and everyone Is so ahead, but I'm falling And falling, and sobbing Into the feathers of my Griffin who hasn't woken In five days, and I get A little bit worried Sometimes about What's going to pop up Next, and if I can make It from one end of the walkway To the other.
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Oct 1, 2014
Oct 1, 2014 at 8:28 PM UTC
Sidewalk Cracks
This is bone crushing And I'm falling through The tiny cracks that Everyone else seems to Just avoid, and everyone Is so ahead, but I'm falling And falling, and sobbing Into the feathers of my Griffin who hasn't woken In five days, and I get A little bit worried Sometimes about What's going to pop up Next, and if I can make It from one end of the walkway To the other.
School, ignorant teachers, two theater productions along with my own stupid issues is getting a little much every now, and then.
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Oct 1, 2014
Oct 1, 2014 at 8:28 PM UTC
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