NOSTALGIA iii

Compressing the child
Because shes been gone awhile/
passive aggression
crowned in my right vein/
But don’t stress nostalgia.
Psychosis, and roses
Padded walls in the left brain.
Repression
My mind too numb
Or too dumb
So fuck it/
Place my lungs in the sun
when I run
its a blessing
Escorted by authority

i’m way too drunk
Waiting in purgatory

im way too numb.
— Cam Ie

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