these thoughts are why i have no friends
Tuesday
leave me alone if you want me to be happy
Happiness is cutting my tongue on a rose thorn,
And eating the midnight stars.
Happiness is being alone in the mysterious dark woods,
When no one is around and it's easy to breathe.
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