Exhale.

Standard

the world is so close i

can hear it all i can taste every

breath, every dream, they were

all mine to begin with-

Exhale.

i wear as much blue, as much as i

can. Wrapped over string with bones

to show everyone who i am; if they

think i know they’ll leave me in

peace. I don’t know, i don’t-

Exhale.

My skull aches from holding it all

in, from analyzing and taking apart,

to figure out where i fit next to everyone

else.

Exhale.

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Exhale.