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might I ever feel that way again?
It makes me not want to call you, makes me want to forget all the feelings we shared... moments out of broken times might I... [no, this won't do.] might i [yes, so much better] might i ever wonder what makes me plead to myself knowing i'll come to regret? no... and all these fears emerge seeking to engulf my pain tears that drop and form illusions - a forgotten fresco, hidden beneath layers of mould down below, in the cold, dark, humid cells of my prison's mind drawings disintegrated by time i scratch the walls with my bare hands - my bleeding nails - revealing scenes from a memory pictures of you. Of you, illusion, of you...
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