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444-gutz · 5 days
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My Body
My heart, my soul, my mind,
How they love to argue with one another.
Betray one another.
My heart speaks in it's beats, my soul craves what it needs, as my mind considers the most logical equation in me.
But what do I need.
Because yet, these things make me, me.
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444-gutz · 6 days
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Numbers
Numbers scare me.
I'm not talking mathematically with quadratic equations.
I'm talking about the clock.
My days and my time.
How many hours do I have left?
How many minutes or seconds do I have left?
Days?
Months?
Years?
I've been counting, and counting and counting, because I'm scared. But this process of thinking is also what's interfering with me and having me consume fear every passing second.
I get excited and then tear that down with my own calculations.
And my brain can even be my very own enemy.
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444-gutz · 8 days
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I love money
do it
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444-gutz · 9 days
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Realism
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Be honest- would you hire me?
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