ok, so let's get something straight, because i'm tired of answering this question, which you should already know. a LOT of my poetry is either, 1.) not about me, 2.) has some other meaning than what you think it does, or 3.) was inspired by something that has no significance in my life. don't assume shit.
let me shoot myself up let me be, let me be blow myself up soaring far, far, far away from everything i don't want to believe the walls lean over to touch me to feel me to feel as good as i do
i can't feel myself anymore i can't hurt, i won't i'm blessed, and blessed, and feared hold me and you can't reach me and you can't
i'm too far away now i'm too far away |
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