blank paper: a canvas?
can i scribble and make words appear..
can i have this?
can i have a dilemma, that will
in the end save my life..
be the air supply..
to every crack i slipped in,
and watch separate, then fixate itself back to..
back to life?
resuscitate, negotiate..
the reason as to why.
unsecured like a bank account without a pin.
this pointless chatter, never really mattered,
i got you to care about what i have to say, to read it.
pointless words these days always seem to win.
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