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 I’m crying right now

as i type

the keyboard gives the illusion of a stretched out light

and oh look at that

my tears are on the space bar

perhaps i should go to space

purify my sins

and now i have a poker face

and my hands are doing their thing

i have no more thoughts except these

if depression had a name for us

i wonder what would it be

at least my tears have stopped
Written by BlackFlower
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