my silent undoing
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I remember when..
I remember when Thundercats was on TV And I was still young. I remember when Staying up late was a thrill, "Doop was Number #1 And food was just food, I could eat what I wanted; Not hate myself for
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The Sculpture.
A sack of skin slung across a sculpture Of bone, complete with cigarettes and a Telephone. No thinker here, no riddle In stone: just a sack of skin complete with Mobile phone. Not bound to the seasons like
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Sod it.
I called, but you weren't there. The tone just hovered in the air for a moment then plunged right down to wherever these things go. Still, I stared at the thing dumbly for a dead-minute before putting it back down: expecting you to change your mind, perhaps ' decide after all this mess that you aren't really dead.
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Loneliness is.
Loneliness is a crowded room. Or hiding in the corner, Forever entombed. Loneliness is a star-lit sky. Or the darkness around them, So many reasons to die. Loneliness is a waiting phone.
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Single file.
You were giggling, smoking, I made eye-contact with you once or twice. You went one way, I went the other And of course, I'll never see you again. If I could have somehow frozen time, Frozen everything except you and I,
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