i'm restless
my fingers keep on fikling
my eyes are twitching
i'm biting my nails
piercing them into my palms
tearing out my hair
biting my lips until they bleed
my bones are aching
and i feel like escaping
this body
that i am trapped in
Sometimes I feel a new wave of me And owerwhelming breath in of "This is becoming" Of a gap from where i left That cliff long ago ...
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