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I sit and watch as the Universe continues to take the piss #

And now, I conclude upon all failed attempts for love of one over the period of my wanderings—you are the shit or I am a shit #

I am familiar with this moodiness you speak of. It creeps up to me at moments despite the brightest of daylight and I have not learned to find peace within the dusking sky. Her vulnerability was only a fragment of my imagination as I slipped into the dreams I cannot share. "Hold on," I remind you, these words you once gave me #

How many times have you told yourself,"I fucking knew it" #