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Chaos

New Years felt different. We don’t cuddle anymore, It’s no longer I love you. More heartbreaks than I can take I call my friends but get “you have reached the voicemail of-“ Family too Get a text saying “I will get back to you” Swearing that they are there for you No one is ever there for you ….. Tik tok Look at the clock No, wait No sorry, Look at THAT clock There are too many clocks Stop Breathe Count 1,2,3 Don’t touch me Don’t touch me Oh my Stop Is what I want to say Upset Is what he will he get Scared On the new year Twisting up the end of the year I no longer want to fear, feel this way It would be subway if I could have it my way But it isn’t So I don’t Maybe I should go I have go

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