Written by Jacob Ibrag
You invest in the
distance and retract into
your moleskin. While your words
collect on paper, I’m left by the window
pretending that I don’t care. It’s me
and these city lights till it’s we
and this bed of denial.
Written by Jacob Ibrag
You invest in the
distance and retract into
your moleskin. While your words
collect on paper, I’m left by the window
pretending that I don’t care. It’s me
and these city lights till it’s we
and this bed of denial.
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I love this Jacob. Feels so familiar.
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Thank you π
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Those line breaks are super rich in meaning, I love this style!
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Thanks Carl π
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This is very relatable. You articulated this feeling very well. Glad I followed you. Really good stuff. I don’t know if I’ve already asked, but if you ever need a laugh, check out my comedy blog and give it a follow if you like it!
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Thank you π
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You can be in denial all you want, but eventually, those awful parts will get caught up to you, and, you’re, out of time, and place to run and hide in…
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Nice, man.
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Thanks π
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