the thing with broken clocks is you can always tell exactly
when they stop ticking
with people it isn't so easy and sometimes
you can't even tell
they're broken
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the suicide mind
Poetry"and you left me with bad habits like cracking my knuckles and wearing your sweater because the smell of you still lingers. you left me chewing at the skin of my skin on my lips because maybe just maybe if it's gone the taste of you will be too, but...
