- 01 · lyrics
Letter
I'm on the edge of my seat Not knowing when my mind will speak Every time I go to bed All my thoughts, it gets me haunted I'm on the edge of tears Saving it all in a bucket Hoping one day I'll drown in it But then every day I drain it anyway Hope is something I might have lost Tough is something I can never be again This is a hug to everyone Who feels like leaving a letter 'Cause you feel like you don't matter Th
- 02 · poem
blood and bones
In the next 8 hours, I'll be on the other side of the fjords again, Making my way to people who've seen me for what I wanna be, Giving out smiles to unwarranted victims of my trauma dumping,
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