you cut your head on the bedside table. your temple
Half sunk in the mud
With one eye showing
A cracked smile
And
floating up to the hole in the sky, to the
What have you done
How could you be so
So many times
Accidents
Looking at this empty room
Hearing these sounds
Whose distance I can’t
the bed at night is a life raft in the
My room has never been this quiet
I can hear the
I wiped away the sweat on my face
And I looked
With a short fuse and Chinese directions
I think you'll light
I can't stand the way I was that day
Speechless, with
I had to wake up my head first
my body had
the dying roaches lying upside down send messages to their
If I can't pay attention
I can't think about
all the things
We try to laugh a lot
thinking there's nothing more
when nothing
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