Junks and Toothpaste

just some random pieces of everyday

No Other One

Nobody knows me like her

Nobody knows her like me

We're all we've got

And we don't wanna be alone

 

 

Maybe that's all.

 

 

It feels like I'm stuck in mud, beginning to harden. It's always like that. In no time I can't escape, even without knowing. Hardening. Trapped. Drawn and drowning.

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