Poems from Allypilots 21

Twenty one pilots are back
what a disgrace i am what a waste of life i have become what a blasphemous thing i have started what a liar i am what a self-pitying person...
take me away outside of this room down the hill you drive up and leave me on the curb like a discarded piece of trash for i would be safer...
am i alive? am i plummeting to the sky or flying on the ground it feels the same but nothing around me is the same am i alive? am i being...
Past she took the face of her palms  and lifted them to the lonely cloud wishing, hoping for even a drop to kiss her hand to, tell her it...
there is a canvas i have painted i don't like it it is filled with  things no one should have to see but i have seen them and they are not...

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