Blank Space XXIII

*Blank Space*

 

I was always nobody. I was sure my fear of death would keep me from living. I will drown, drown in the fountain of youth. I will be deeply aware of my shallowness.  If my message is escaping you, give me a call.

 

For it is, was, will be bittersweet.

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