bad writing
no things
fuck
weak hands
heavy strings
buzzing chords
ringing
for no one
temptation songs
trip soon
where to, why to, who to,
play songs, how long
will it take
me away
i want a something
never knows
coffee smells
white beach
where's my music
where's my throat
whenever wherever is gone
you have here
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