

Every Morningi am the queen of self denial every morning it starts, the slow cold beginning in the stomach, working through limbs reaching my fingertips but i always wear gloves i know my routineEvery Morning
i only function in degrees of pain every morning it starts, the soft tears beginning somewhere deep in my heart, somewhere denied and working in harsh jolts toward my head where it feeds slowly but i always carry tissues i know my routine
i breathe when i cant think every morning you're on my lips in memory, in spirit beginning somewhere from days past hi
EOEIDI - v2
Hopefully you've found that inner peace you were always looking for
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Take Care!!
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Things went backwards
Straight into nowhere
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