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playing: yayaya by mxm


i wanna cry and be happy at the same time.

maybe i've done enough crying though and i should just celebrate.

but worries stick and flow like slime. 

disappearing at the slowest rate. 


things i shouldn't worry about,

nag me at every moment.

filling my head with shouts,

leaving me unfocused.


when does it stop?

it doesn't.

press it down until i  pop,

until i  give into it.


but it craves more,

eating away at my soul

drenched in blood and gore,

ever hungry. 


nights spent awake,

stuck in a mindless loop.

smiles and laughs that are fake.

i'm slipping i'm-


slipping. 



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