as i sit constructing my church of burnt matchsticks i think of something else entirely.
only human we'll be late but time isn't real, its a man made thing. you have no idea how that hurt.
names we take in vain gun for a mouth. gun for an eye. gun for the ghost boy around my neck. to many thoughts and too much whisssshssssshshsses
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