you are the only one who feels the wind that bends you all directions. do you live inside a hurricane? reflex and break up. your mind is made up. is it your own expression, "i'm in a constant panic." you guess that i should get out because you don't like art anymore. and anymore i don't care. i don't want to know, and you don't want to say, why it is you're so afraid. is it commitment? is it collaboration? is it your own expression; your emotion, your beauty? or is it just your faults? you know what i'm all about with just a single word. am i so blunt to speak out? you don't want to know, and i don't want to say, what it is that's in a name.
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