i always feel like theres more people in the room. after they've all gone to bed or before they've even showed up yet. they're all here like they're all watching. they whisper in a way that seems like they're never leaving. like there was ever anything to see. days flood into days each one its own disaster. now one friends gone while another stands in his place. i'll drag myself by ear to where i'll be sleeping. sometimes i hold on too tight to things, but i can cut them out just as easily. I'll never forget the ties that i've severed.
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