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I can't even believe it! I constantly dream about her in my Chicago blues! it goes somewhat like this. She’s not that interested, I’ve known her half a lifetime.
Known myself for much more still I’m all alone in a maze full of fences and cages.
Cold and eerie sirens overlap throughout the Chicago night.
Comfortable blank expressions
familiar and painful like writing pen to the pages till I forget I’ll lose myself within the rhymes and sounds of living out in the chi town
5:27A.M sleepful deprived.