HIM.
I'M JUST SO TIRED AND SCARED AND SAD BECAUSE YOU DON'T SEE ME THE WAY I SEE YOU AND YOU'RE THE HUMMING IN MY VIENS WHILE I'M JUST THE DUST ON YOUR FINGERTIPS
Guide that inspired this poem:
I'M JUST SO TIRED AND SCARED AND SAD BECAUSE YOU DON'T SEE ME THE WAY I SEE YOU AND YOU'RE THE HUMMING IN MY VIENS WHILE I'M JUST THE DUST ON YOUR FINGERTIPS
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