There's still like so many things that I am too scared to talk about, here or anywhere
Which is hilarious because everyone already knows. Especially them.

It sinks to the pit of one's stomach though, probably to distract from other things, from horrors. Because aching can be sweet, and all consuming.

But why do I still constantly feel this-- like something is missing?

<<agé chose>>

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