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[crown_of_lies]

sometimes,
i live so fast,
that i forget to breathe.

and other times,
i inhale that
sweet sweet dream.

and in these times
of malcontent and
dreams of perfection
i find myself thinking
of you.

and all the
moments, memories
and breaths you took
so viciously from me.

it is time lost,
but not wasted.
perhaps in another era,
we'll see each other
through to the end.

but, that time is not
now, nor within our
scopes of vision.

breathe deeply,
and see if you still
remember my touch,
my taste, my heartbreak,
my self destruction.

that is ultimately,
the only
HOPE
I
HAVE.