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I'm mourning each morning again
Waiting for outcomes I wrote in my head
And I need to get out of this place
Nothing is real, it's a system I made

Every time I try to speak
Nothing comes out, it's just vacancy
Why am I so filled with poetry
I hate that I feel so much
Do you think that I feel too much


I'm close enough to admit
Finding a heartbeat inside of my sadness
No it doesn't have to live
But I'm feeding off of it

Every time I try to speak
Nothing comes out, it's just vacancy
Why am I so filled with poetry
I hate that I feel so much
Do you think that I feel too much

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