and Leo.
and Matthew.
and the other Matthew.
and James.
and Matt.
Are all just figments of my imagination.
Which are just made out of pictures
which are all just made of nonsense
and stuck up into my brain where they hide.
But why is it that they seem more real then everything outside?
The only safe place is indoors
inside of my head
inside of my thoughts
which are all made out of
nothing.
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