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stories have endings
more than ready for mine
as metal moves through wood
i crack deeper
posture is poor
the glow that surrounds the broken
sinks down to the floor
awake and confused
the rain sparks the thought
am i not indoors*
now in a pool
more a large puddle
and proof all visible
those nights away they'd play
it's clear he was all wrong
idealistic futures long since gone