tidy little clean up
she left me a mess
just say shut the fuck up
they found a sad red dress
- but -
breathin' in
breathin' away
breathin' alone
feels like my soul's gone
lookin' up
lookin' through
lookin' away
because i don't see you
- then -
isometric without perspective
consolidation by nailgun
dissonant through paranoia
incongruity while isolated
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Making my way in a world that tells me not to.
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