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Constant Shadows |
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I expect myself to change and it started to happen in the span of a few days. It happened in two days. I blossomed in two days. And then, and then, like a shafted blade all of it was gone. All I have is a memory of something that spanned such a short moment in time. And the rest of it is the dismal person that's left behind. Nothing else to hope for anymore. All the hope was in it for that person. For that flower always on the verge and now its gone. I had expected for it all to be done by now. But it's not.
It's not.
It's not there.
I can't see it.
You can't see it.
Is it time to accept that?
What art is there to create without that person there? |
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