~strange~

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It was too easy to stand back again,
Stand back and see through
These cracks
See the thin lines that set me apart
I've tried
I don't care I can't care
Whose going to cry for you, little one?
No one?
No one?
Don't think can't think
Eyes blinded
Harsh colors
Strange
This is
So
Terribly
Strange
🌼🌼🌼🌼
This one I wrote in a wierd mood, too.
-🌌

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