​rainbows or some other cliché shit
BayLeaf Wilson


My shoes are scarred
My brain is rock
And I am tired

We are all tired
But we have lives to live

So we brush our hair
And swipe upwards toward the clouds
Trying not to wish we were living among them

Because suicide is quitting
And we can't restart this game unless
we start once again with a new character

Rebirth
Let our souls grow old
I am praying for death


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