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I don’t remember

How to sleep
I don’t remember
I only keep
A thought of you inside my head
This picture of you by my bed
I don’t remember much. Instead,
I play out what’s left; I play dead.

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Trout Heart Replica by Amanda Palmer & The Grand Theft Orchestra

Bye then

My sister got me this, looks scarily like me
"We are all in the gutter, but some of us are looking at the stars."
— Oscar Wilde

I care. I’ve always cared. I care so much it’s hurting.

An orchid 3000 miles from light will surely wilt.

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