Why do I fall on nails, to justify being alive,
Why do I clutch at optimism, in hopes that I’ll survive,
It’s my heart that pushes out of my chest, in hopes of getting nearer,
A lifetime of beats in just one minute, I’m I’m exhausted to be its bearer,
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I kinda like nails my self..love is sharper..nails kind of dull things..hey thanks..shadow...walking through trees at night..iip