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you look at me like i'm insane
i can't tell if i am
if I turned out to be psychotic
would I even be this self-aware?
i put on obnoxious amounts of chapstick
cotton candy or strawberry-flavored
it severely drys out my lips
but I know you'll think of me when you see it at the store
I always attempt to blow up my life
just because you left me again
you run ever...
Friday 22nd March 2024 2:02 pm
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