I used to think I’d get better
I don’t think much anymore
A mobile mannequin
A missing identity
Aimless ambling atop broken glass
Anesthetize your psyche
It will keep you safe
rhetorical solipsism
I used to think I’d get better
I don’t think much anymore
A mobile mannequin
A missing identity
Aimless ambling atop broken glass
Anesthetize your psyche
It will keep you safe
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