Darkness
and tiny lights
here and there
broken bones
everywhere
I'm chasing lights
tiny candles
chasing winds and tides
crying
misty
absorbed by nothingness
meaningless
sighing like Solomon
screaming like Nebuchadnezzar
Be strong
be weak
slut
die
move
cry
punch
you're like guitar strings
ever making me try to tune you
to be accurate
but what is accuracy
you pretend to make beautiful sounds
but how do I differentiate beautiful and ugly
who cares
why
I don't want to be clingy
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