pins and needlesteasing squeezing
body wheezing
carefully peeling away layers of weakness
a mix between nostalgia and wanting to go to the bathroom
sometimes you loose all your breath.
hopelessly moping
needlessly hoping
grappling and choking
wanting to break.
forgotten puddles
nostalgic for muddles
homeless hopefuls
rainbow dots
time is wasting
choose your spotsThe only person I lie to .
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