toxic thaughts,
my mind is on the blink,
welcome feelings
you know what I think.
nothing to drink and food tastes like ash.
wear out your welcome,
nothing to think my life is going to crash,
runny eyes my face is wet.
nothing is worse than the medicines,
no one wears the hat.
trying to suffocate,
see the spaces in between
hurry up I'm running late,
it's the best I've ever seen
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