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Another rambling poemthing by a boobiechick about feeling sick ✌️ (Cause no one can get enough of those! But it feels nice to share it somewhere so sorry folks, you got the short straw)

Anyone want to share anything? How are you? How is today?



Can someone open the door?

I don’t think that I want to stay here anymore

This room isn’t like I remember it

The floor is cracking and the windows stick

If you like you can come in and sit

Down by the fireplace here honey, but the hearth isn’t lit


Could someone give me a hand?

I think I underestimated how out of place I would end

Listen, if you’re quiet enough you can hear them out there

Feel the whispers and scrapes, they are everywhere

They must realize now, what I didn’t too

You can’t unlock the door, when it closes on you


Can someone crack a window?

I promise I won’t escape, I’d just like to show

That I made it as pretty here as I could you know

The curtains hang brightly and look at that rug

If you didn’t know better, you’d think I had all the luck

But I’m staying here forever, I am forever here stuck

Together with my faceless friends, we’ll never get up

We see the world and know damn well, we’ll never get out

Scratch our faces in the walls again,

You know.. I think I’m burnt out.


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