shut out, pimpled and angry.
i quietly tied all my guts into knots.
gave up on trying to make them,
i figured it'd take them too long to look up and besides.
it was undeniably clear to me i don't know why
when every other part of life seemed locked behind shutters
i knew what worthless dregs we all are then.
lucked out and found my favorite records
lying
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