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what can i say but thank you


tape a microphone to my chestaim an arrow at my heart like Ulayand tell me you can’t hear my heartbeating for its life


heartburn when i swallowlimp hair and broken nailsexhausted lungs and aching legs carry me to my bed shuffle through shallow dreams to find the one in black and white long days awake after short nightsfast asleep i think something is missing just like the Buddha that rests above memy eyes are closedbut i am not… Continue reading overtime

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