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7d
a ***** stain made by two large coffees

is it an empty hole

or a heavy weight tugging at your guts?

the worst version of yourself

you've been digging your own grave for years

holding the shovel without realising it

firmly and tighter every time

how could you complain about something you caused on your own?

i don't wanna go home

i can't go home

but mother?

yes son?

pray for me

because some things can't be scrapped off or washed away
noah
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