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Dry
Staring at a blank page
My mind is full
And my heart is tender
But no words can spill
From fingers into being
Just lingering
Trapped in a never ending
Circle of recycled emotions
And overused metaphors
Fuck this I'll just go drink
My mind is full
And my heart is tender
But no words can spill
From fingers into being
Just lingering
Trapped in a never ending
Circle of recycled emotions
And overused metaphors
Fuck this I'll just go drink
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