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kaiba
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Autoplay OFF   •   2 years ago
Driving

i'm driving over a cliff in hopes to die

the edge is nearing, I can see it clearly

My wheels begin to slip, and my heart drops.

What I expected wasn't there, I never fell.

A glass road carried me over, to the next plateau.

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