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  • Writer: paris janai
    paris janai
  • Nov 5, 2022
  • 1 min read

deepest sighs in the darkest rooms

eyes dried out from the driest tears

pain filling up the most crowded scenes

remembrance that it wasn’t always like this

ease my soul

search for my happiness

satisfy my own needs

enter new rooms

don’t ever let it get this bad again.

 
 
 

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