if you knew who i was, you'd be dancing on your toes
maybe we are in this together
stand a little further from me, please
i need my air in my nose
and you need your water in your lungs
i can't save you right now
i can't save you from yourself
My writing does not comprehend what my mind wants to say. I slide words together in hopes of them being prettier than the people around me.
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