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fatpoust

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Poem

Stuck in a bubble.

I start to ask questions for

answers I already knew.

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Looking for trouble.

I know I don’t need it, but

part of me thinks that I do.

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Starting to crumble.

You said that you want me.

That crushed me. I know

there’s no reason to love me.

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I get up from one knee.

It sucks we have different

methods of recovery.

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Posted Aug 12, 2022, 7:50 PM UTC

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