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[bouche_]

Life was late, she was supposed to be here at 5, diner time. Memory and Laugh got lost on the subway. Friendship is the man asking for spare change. Lights turn down low, quiet eyes, they say nothing at all. No more, nothing can be found in them and no one ever tries. It's the end of something that used to turn me inside out and now every tear is another careless time. I can't feel a thing. Maybe it's for good this time and I don't have to carry on pretending. Caring, what a word.

Fuck it I give up trying and you should give up the gag too...