looking in the mirror to see if you looked at me. Who looked at you no one, specifically. The world only gets smaller and then you become a stranger, a stranger to yourself some new unknown complainer.
new york calls to me all 8 million at once, an overdose of sorts no eyes to feed or want. san francisco exiled me the fruit that ate the females, a flaming sword held aloft to strike me down when my pen fails.The paranoia in context, I always stutter when I speak no one hears or sees my body covered in bleach, still looking in the mirror.
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