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sâmbătă, 8 februarie 2020

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it feels like i have a whole in my heart
always looking for the next one and then i look for a way out or i build it patiently 
one comparison at a time
fearing not the rejection itself, that i can get
but the idea of a rejection
oh, that's a real octopus
i don't even know if i want sex or a long hug
we all need to be seen understood listened to
i didn't wanted to offend you with my hurry blurry
i have my eyes close and i see nothing
i open my eyes and i barely see

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