I can't write anymore
My brain is out of words
What was I before
A flock of birds?

I touch everything
and it fades away
I also used to sing
10 times a day

Now it's like I can't inhale
I dance without moving
Tripping over air
Am I even living?

I used to be brave
Is bravery even a thing?
You know what I crave
The art of existing


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