stop
when your eyes Widen and your chest hurts you Just stand there remembering but now where am i ? my room has never felt more empty your mouth stays shut but your thoughts Scream deeply calling yourself done and drowning in your own water maybe i should have stopped even for a Moment believing in my possibilities achievements are Just the instrument that a musician uses to make himself a narcissist
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