my soul pulses
i feel it throbbing underneath my skin
it is fed up with containment
my heart seems hesitant to beat
it knows something i don't know
foresees that which i can not
i detest that.
my body trembles
it has absorbed all of my exhaustion
i don't recall asking it to do that
my mind dwells elsewhere
on a much needed holiday i suppose
(but where are you) (i need you)
(you function rather poorly and yet you're all i've got)
(or all i had)
you're all i had.
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a/n: ????
happy pedid
