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7d
Let the world end
That has never said hello to me.

I've finally begun
To realize I missed the beginning.

Late to the show.
Life was late to my birthday.

It's now 11:59,
And no angels show themselves.

These seconds burying
Me like dirt, like tar, I'm just waiting

For the last crumb
Of daylight to say, Adieu.
Just something about wanting to be somewhere else
Jasper
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Jasper  18/M/Inferno
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   Nolan Bucsis
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