throw a penny down the well, and i get a splash then ripples. clap my hands together and make a wish with all my might. all my thoughts are poured out into the well ever since that night. with you. you have become my wishing well, the peak of a mountain, the space of the ocean, the silence of the rain. as everything sinking into a bottomless pit, i know that you are on the other end. catching all my pennies, wishes, and thoughts. even if i get caught, it was all worth a shot. they all say it is impossible. but i will know that you exist on the other side. the taste, the touch. it might sound a little silly but, everyday i drop a penny into the well, and this lead me to you. no longer does it matter how far you are. nor the amount of time we get to spend together. because inside me, there is a well where i can fall into. something very true. [for mosquito]
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drug addiction. submerged since i was fourteen. unable to tell. black and white. truth or lies. jenna fischer to amy adams. infant to seniority. life or death. obeying their orders. blood shot eyes keep bleeding as i take this step. clean. disorder. plain and new. still bleeding. i say, "excuse me, mind your own business." alternate type of addiction. a sickness so the rope burns my palms. and it feels so good just to hold onto something. once more. im blinded. let me continue to hold on. this sick addiction wont let me off that easily.
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