sometimes i feel like nothing is real.
people and places and words in the air
heave their weight at my feet,
but i sense nothing there.
all i can sense is wind,
hot sun,
the grip of a gun,
and once and a while
someone will whisper loud enough to get my attention.
but most of the time i want to rid myself
of everything i own and everyone i know
just to see if i would notice
a difference.
the sun would still rise even if i was gone.
that day is soon, and i wonder, will i be a memory to anyone?
nobody likes you
6 years ago
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