.I miss the days my mind would just rest quiet
My imagination hadn't turned on me yetâ¨
I used to let my words wax poeticâ¨
But it melted a puddle at my feet now
It is a calcifying crime, it's tragic
I've turned to petrified past life baggage
I want to disappear and just sta.
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