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[deadlikeme420]

So I'm awake, alive, all good.
I'm still tired, I'm sick.
10:30am on Sunday.
I don't know what to do.
Want to go, nowhere.
Run ep run.
My movie has no soundtrack.
My room is a hum.
My walls are white.
No substance.
There is nothing (everything) to say.
You sleep.
I'm jealous.
Role reversal.
A colour is lacking...
...colour should not be underlined.

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[dementia7]

i came in the form of text to stalk the old you via livejournal