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Glass Tablets

There is no heart here, No beat. Days in isolation Buttons fighting to keep us connected. It’s flat and one dimensional.here. These chats between us, From lungs sucking on stone. We go nowhere you an’ I In our false contentment, eternally frozen in glass tablets.

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Words

The first thing I realized about being depressed is that you really think want to die. Of course you don’t, nobody ever really does but in that moment it is all you know, all you can think and all you can want. You have been turned unipolar, my friend, without perspective. Blind in the mind.