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c̶a̶n̶ ̶o̶n̶e̶ ̶l̶o̶v̶e̶ ̶r̶e̶p̶l̶a̶c̶e̶ ̶a̶n̶o̶t̶h̶e̶r̶?̶
there is so much of my soul in here
i feel everthing
i feel nothing
i want to run i want to run
r̶u̶n̶ ̶t̶o̶ ̶y̶o̶u̶?̶
run away?
run home?
run?
i barely feel my skin
as its burning off my body
while littering my cigarette on the ground
grey ashes dancing on my skin
like clouds falling from skies
right into my eyes
holding me captive in their tight grip
what if i am empty
with nothing to give
nothing to offer
i want to cry myself to sleep
r̶i̶g̶h̶t̶ ̶n̶e̶x̶t̶ ̶t̶o̶ ̶y̶o̶u̶
w̶h̶i̶l̶e̶ ̶y̶o̶u̶r̶ ̶f̶i̶n̶g̶e̶r̶s̶ ̶r̶u̶n̶ ̶t̶h̶r̶o̶u̶g̶h̶ ̶m̶y̶ ̶h̶a̶i̶r̶
m̶y̶ ̶f̶i̶n̶g̶e̶r̶t̶i̶p̶s̶ ̶t̶r̶a̶c̶e̶ ̶e̶v̶e̶r̶y̶ ̶i̶n̶c̶h̶ ̶o̶f̶ ̶y̶o̶u̶r̶ ̶b̶o̶d̶y̶
m̶e̶s̶m̶e̶r̶i̶z̶i̶n̶g̶ ̶t̶h̶e̶ ̶f̶e̶e̶l̶i̶n̶g̶ ̶o̶f̶ ̶y̶o̶u̶
n̶e̶v̶e̶r̶ ̶t̶o̶ ̶f̶o̶r̶g̶e̶t̶
words are flooding out of me
like water
i cant get ahold
o̶f̶ ̶y̶o̶u̶
of myself
of my thoughts
reading permitted
a mess inside of me
share my thoughts or
keep them to myself?

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