she would play that flute forever if she didn't have to eat or sleep, that's what it takes to get paid for it. it's sure to be more of a nervous habit than joy.
tolerating the mundane only to appear successful.
living for them behind their backs.
no longer taking important everyday things for granted.
listening to al green alone.
pretending people of my past are dead.
wondering what ever happened to them.
not caring.
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