time often at a stand still, we wonder to ourselves outloud as we ask "how do i feel?" minutes turn to mines, deep, black, and sometimes alive inside. numbness, confusion, assumptions, wildly assumed. paranoia unable to hide. the little details swept under the rug, traces of last week i can hardle recall- ditch dug. one chance two shots a moment or more rotten to the core. filthy and thoughtless except of more. dancing with daggars. digging up dirt. forgetting what matters. covering up all the hurt. collision of sorts. retorical retorts. a blanket of quiet. to shut up a riot. imagine a place where the river of deciet does not flow. draw me a map thats where i"ll go. day one always wierd-orange. stiff and straight like petrified wood. preying mantis praying for a math test. blurry and bored. feeling annoyed. bothersome bothers. worrisome worries. troubled troubles. failing the frail.
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