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All of this tension. I won’t lie. And We both know. Torn between saying nothing And spilling everything (Empty space doesn’t absorb much) Choked Up And tearing it all Down. Say something enough times, and It loses meaning, right? I love you.
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I haven’t written in ages. I haven’t let the words seep out of my fingertips in so long I think I may have forgotten how to make things work. It’s been so long since my hands have held a paintbrush that I’m unsure the strokes would flow. I haven’t picked up a guitar, I mean really pick it up, in over a year. I haven’t done a plie’ in years.
And with these miniscule things I feel i’ve lost myself.
Who am I?
The music. The art. The writing. The dancing. It makes my shit flow.
Where am I?
Time for changes.
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omgggggah. you look like sora. that’s why yer so cute
