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sudden

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it was the smile

    and more and more and more and more and more and more and more and more and more and more and more and more and more and more and more and more and more and more and more and more and more and more and more and more and more and more and more and more and more and more and more and more and more and more and more and more and more and more and more and more and more and more and more and more and more and more and more and more and more and more and more and more and more and more and more and more

    A SINGLE LETTER IS RUINED

    It didn't register to me. I didn't take the moment to breathe, nor did I take the moment to exhale. Drawing breath was not an exception, and until now I realized not much is. Truthfully hurtful, but falsely damaging. Who had hindered me? If there is no answer said, I will not be taking a possibility, or frantic thought.

    When brought alone, the conclusions I am met with will never touch a gentle hand to my cheek. What did I do to deserve this? Have I not done my best? Has my best not been good? I have been good, I have been very good. Now the extreme measures of myself and love are so sad, there is no desperation for itself. If this is who you are, if this is how it is, then so be it.

    answer me
    where did you go?
    where did everyone go?
    i am left alone again

    ✟ ✟ ✟ ✟ ✟ ✟✟ ✟✟✟ ✟✟✟✟✟✟✟✟
    homage

    It wasn't anything at first, until I found myself staring once more. Do you think this sort of thing is ridiculous? Tragic, dramatic, pitiful.

    What am I to do now? Distractions work, I wonder how yours are fitting you. Are they keeping you? I would hope so, I couldn't imagine.

    Jump rope jumping rope. Fucking dumb.

    WHEN YOU SAY THOSE WORSE SO MANY TIMES, I FEEL MY HEART ACHE. THE SIMPLE GASP IN YOUR THROAT MAKES ME CRY ALL THE MORE. SO MUCH WRONG, I DESERVE TO HAVE THAT ACKNOWLEDGED. GOD WON'T LISTEN TO US NOW.

    A quiet night, without much to do. Simple thoughts, quiet, yet aware. Led away into the darkness, the atmosphere had shifted into something much more. With the unsure palms, the dark silhouettes, and the designs set aside, I lay there with a fifth vision.

    Once more, my eyes were trained on white noise. Distant and far, the press was close, and there felt no undeniable fact that there was a sigh to be met with. Waving my white flag, it astonished me I had at all.

    I embarked into the unknown but known territory, not thoroughly kept, but not completely disregarded. I myself, am not sure how to make of it all.

    I do not feel guilt, or do I feel to berate myself.