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"Social Anxiety"

I've bought a knife,

Underneath my skin,

Waiting for the perfect time

To appear,

But no one ever asked to see

My hidden dream.


Eight days ago I'd never leave,

I was so happy that I could cry,

Maybe I should have some ice cream

So I'll be back as soon as I am mine


She would never let her teardrops go

But she always knew what I already know:

I would never kill myself eight days ago

But they would.


Eight days ago I was coming back to ten

Even if zeros covered the clock before 1 AM

I could happily sing forever with 'em,

I gave my phone to someone I never met

22. Oktober 2022 03:45 0 Bericht Einbetten Follow einer Story
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