I still think of you uselessly
I still think of you pointlessly I think of you and think
How pointless
I think of thinking of you
This has nothing to do with you
What are you doing here?
I slip and trip and fall down this decline into nothingness
Slowly making my own way down
Down down
I think of you
And it starts
It doesn’t come quiet
It comes screaming in
Him
Why?
I’m wasting so much time
He doesn’t care
There’s no point to this
He won’t be there
He’s taken
He wouldn’t be here if he wasn’t
There’s something wrong with me to think this way
How could I think this way
Down, do you see me falling down?
Tripping down?
Slipping slowly
I think of you
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