its wearing me out i used to be able to stand it all this while, i have been suffering as i always have been. all this talk of illusion in my head has brought it back out my demons haven't been exorcised they've just been hiding. and its wearing me out the wall is falling down with a bang. with a scream i'm back in my original place. carry me this journey has worn me out. theres nothing left to reach out for carry me while i'm still standing. the ground feels so soft holding me to its crevaces catching my sadness under the willow trees. i'm tired. let me sleep.Birth sign: Aquarius
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