Keep pretending.
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Blank Expression Killjoy Age: - Gender: - Posts: 1 | Spread themselves across me like thin confetti but in the most graceful way. One, two, three My thoughts burn me, and my decisions off the curb One and ten My pains growing thin, almost disappearing Eleven, nine I’m almost fine, just a few more doses should do the trick. Seven and six? Now we’re in the mix, and the flow is picking up. Thirty three You’re looking at me, and tears are filling your eyes. What’s the matter, you didn’t know? Uh-Oh. Now it’s too late, start making arrangements, a funeral in the mist. The line’s at zero I’m not longer in the middle. Black has closed over me. Nine: thirty nine I open my eyes, and it’s all fine. You’re looking away, like any regular day. Keep pretending. |
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