It's like I've spent these last few months trying to climb out of the mine after the explosion but now I'm losing my grip and my feet are slipping and I just know I'm about to fall backwards until I crash right where I started at the bottom and there's nothing I can do about it and that scares me it's fucking terrifying
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Late Night Thoughts
Poetrylate night thoughts. rants. poems. writings. the things inside my head that i just can't keep there. I don't care about anything enough to bother with grammar or sentence structure. read at your own discretion.
