Look AgainA Poem by hypochondrita.
in an attempt to kill the silence around
her mouth decided to dance and as my ears blurred out the sound my eyes acted as if her words made sense. we both know that advice was never meant for me but for her own empathy to be publicly seen funny how quickly we become skilled when feeling like an answer is due pretending to excel in topics we never knew just to reassure our brain his part of the job is through. but you see, friend, it's okay. the score is even, one of us gets help anyway my troubles will have plenty of time to make me paranoid for now let's just try filling your emotional void.
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