child
when you were born you made me grow
into someone i like being
when you’re gone it’s like that someone fades away a bit
and i try so hard to hold on
it’s nice to have a break sometimes
but i miss you when you’re not here
i’ll see you later, child
weird
there is no emotion. there is no art. there is only logic.
wide
looks of bewildered concern
web
build it and they will not come
hole
i can't control what you do but i recommend you watch this
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