my mind is the enemy
sweet
desire
strong enough to keep
on running
to maintain stability
to inactivate comunication
to erase drama
surrounded
most memories are made of habits
if you stop doing
if you stop using
if you stop going
you will forget
break
after six years
after one of penance
afterwards i'm leaving againg
aftersun for the mind
i've got to get away from here
this is not a way for me to stay
mini
when i was five i thought sunny
countryside lasted forever
now that i'm grownup, it's all clear :
Mickey fucked me when i was six
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