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[soymilksavvy]

i always say i am going to stop drinking
i drink to make the chatter die down
maybe i need some chatter chitting and grinding my brain out now
the pace the pace the pace of everything
just comes in too fast
and i lose myself like candle smoke
in the stride of the fire beating all walls
leaking out the cracks of the blackened windows
one way mirrors into a contortioned map with no scales
no logic
no peace
always a resigned tattle