it's nothing you can grow out of

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one simple setback
and the whole scenery starts replaying,
again, and it lingers like a jetlag
but it's I, who makes me keep paying.

and we're so trained in breaking,
we're so drained in aching -
that it's not even much of a surprise,
to be back to glistening eyes.

and I'm pathetic,
but so are you -
sometimes the world just seems too goddamn hectic
and cruel,
so please, please tell me what could I do?

write yet another piece,
about the same type of shit
and I'm sick of thinking I could ever get through,
maybe it's nothing you can grow out of,

but at most something one could get used to.

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heyy, so another little text... :) - I don't have much else to say, but to thank you so much for reading again! writing is what I'm really, really here for I feel and if then on top of that anyone can enjoy, relate, understand... then that's already more than I could ever wish for. <3

xo, S🌹❤️

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