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Fucked Up Lines
I drew something today.
First glance;
it's intricate,
it's how I feel,
it's me.
Second glance;
it all shifted.
It's uneven,
it's distasteful,
it's just a pile of fucked up lines.
I analyzed this thought and realized that it accurately describes my whole life.
Everything I do,
everything I say,
is what I think fits.
What I think is right.
When ...
Friday 14th October 2016 6:13 am
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