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like jenga.

Here’s to fragile egos

falling like games of Jenga.

Watch it crumble.

Watch it crumble.

Crumble—

not really humble

a paranoid psycho

afraid to start a conversation—

no typo

but I walk a tightrope

cruising on fumes

running out of hope

man,

that’s the saddest shit I ever wrote.

 

Photo Cred: Hamza Abdulilah