I feel
like I've
just been
punched.
The lines blurred, the contact solid. It's like air being forced from your lungs, and the void scaring your body into hurt. I see what I cannot see, I know without understanding, or the ability to separate.
It should be a mirror, but it's not.
It should wake me up, but it won't.
It just hurts.
like I've
just been
punched.
The lines blurred, the contact solid. It's like air being forced from your lungs, and the void scaring your body into hurt. I see what I cannot see, I know without understanding, or the ability to separate.
It should be a mirror, but it's not.
It should wake me up, but it won't.
[Listening to: The Smiths, "Unhappy Birthday"]
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