Have you ever felt like you were drowning while standing a top a mountain?
Or felt like you were swimming against a stream while sitting completely still? Yeah me neither
Caressing your desk but really climbing out of the hole he left you in.
It's not mental illness
It's not a broken heart
It's not poetry
ItYou
It's Me
And I no idea where the two separates.
Or felt like you were swimming against a stream while sitting completely still? Yeah me neither
Caressing your desk but really climbing out of the hole he left you in.
It's not mental illness
It's not a broken heart
It's not poetry
ItYou
It's Me
And I no idea where the two separates.
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