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Who am I addressing
It seems as though I'm only ever talking to

The mirrors there, but I don't see my anywhere.
No how straight I stare

Even when nothing there,
talking like its everywhere.

I'm stuck, on everything,
that I let get to me.

Its controllable, but
It slips and rolls,
All over fingers,
And clothes

its stains,
the new plain,
And not the rain,
Can it change.

What have been an itch,
Became a
Im just living in hit me last.

the blow to the floor,
Keep me from anywhere,
Or keep me from moving

Just the blow to the floor,
Keep me from moving anywhere and

Painting a on myself
Not too smooth, not too rough.
the perfect landscape,
For I can't let go of