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(sometimes i see you, and the image bursts into my head: me taking a hammer to your skull.)

words dance and i can't catch them. after twenty minutes of struggle i ended up with this.

and you are just a string of inhales and exhales while you're waiting for your life to start (or end, depending on how you look at it)

you can't remember what day it is, or how long you've been laying here. even when you're awake nowadays it feels like you're sleeping.

not i.

for english.

trying to convey a story in as little words as possible