I could not think of a title, but these are my thoughts
gravity is weak
or at least it weakens when it comes to me (I think)
I would anticipate my body being in some sort of free fall
but yet here I am completed grounded
it's a little disappointing
but here I am
at the sight of his porcelain skin, cold
trying to navigate through a crowd of complete strangers
to feel this lifeless body
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