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14 year old poet my words might be honey
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answers or the lack there of the sheer ratio of deafening questions to the lack of answers i cant find paralyzes me the fear coating my throat and my mind answers are rare and the problems are indistinguishable like a star wars introduction to me i don’t understand society or busses full of souls dropped on steps just as clueless as i am i can not fathom i’m crushed by the weight of the solutions i don’t have don’t let me fall don’t crumble don’t call me i’m to busy solving the worlds problems as we know it it could resonate deep with the perfectionists and the recuperating bodies who might lay motionless in an awake sleep but who’s to say they are hearing anything at all the star wars theme song is catchy but deafening doesn’t apply to those who are already out of luck in that particular department it’s not right or fair or sensible id like to imagine a time and place where i ran the operating functioning earth but who’s to say when i can’t get out of bed in the morning it’s suffocating. so many questions. or is it the lack of answers that now turns my brain off into a blissful welcomed yet shallow abyss.
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