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[cheaface]

a dense mist, dark ash
am i getting lost in myself again?
no, we just want
to evacuate
this body.

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adorn the concrete jungle,
the memory of something 
that was never really real.
but with all you'd learned within it,
about it, (him)
isn't it hard to look away?
i believe that in the end 
i will have to accept that
most ending won't leave
me with answers. most 
of the time i won't be satisfied.
but that is why they 
are endings. even the "best"
ones, we don't really
like.

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breathing in reverse, 
inhales of air,
so infinitesimal,
so acute, poignant 
exhales, so few.
if you'd had asked,
how i feel,
without you.

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departed
between windows.
in - out - within ? ;
worlds.
the glitter turns gold
and it can't stay.
but why is it the guilt
that always remains?
i don't want to be 
someone you hate.
i'm turning into many lost mice
in a maze.
you've won, i can see now,
the horrible game.
you wanted to see  how
far you could 
flip the blame
and now i'm the one
who sits and who begs
and hates her self (again)
and goes slightly insane.
well, congratulations!
you've the prize
and the fame.