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[loozers_unite]

... to slam the door impulusively on the past. to shed everything down to my last piece of clothing, to break the pattern of my life, that complex design i have been weaving since birth will all its dark threads

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[alwayslookahead]

the last one had me hopeful that you had for once written a happy poem, but i suppose not.

he will follow her
in the shadows
he will stalk her
scarred into her mind
his image will forever be
the void that she has created

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