I want a new tattoo.
I don't know of what, I just want to feel the needles again.
I just want to feel some (real) pain.
A day that should be a celebration turns into a memorial.
The sun is out, but I can feel the clouds looming.
I wonder where you are.
Sleeping.
Or rising to the same feeling.
Feeling down today.
"I'll stare straight into the sun and I won't close my eyes"
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