it's so hard to swallow, all the lumps in my throat, on the tip of my tongue, and i still choke. if you squeeze me i might bleed just what i'm feeling. i feel so empty.
staring through a window, but a curtain covers it. i must be so foolish. all this junk in my pockets is starting to hurt my leg. it's starting to weigh me down.
i'm d o w n
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