Drip

Slice 

drip 

slice 

drop 

 a pattern i wont soon repeat

something inside me changed one day, my thoughts held a fog over them. 

It made it diffulct to see

slice

drip 

slice 

drop

i never felt so controlled and chaotic  at the same time. 

Nothing has been the same & nothing ever will.

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