22:85 It resides in you, and can’t exist outside. No matter how it feels, it will never be bigger than you, it should never win.
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22:84 Plan your free days with me as an absent aspect, while smiling a content smile. Proclaim you miss me when we spend time apart, but no longer are plans together considered a priority, a necessity. Replying to messages has no guarantee, and no explanation. Perhaps one day I’ll come home and you will beContinue reading “22:84”
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22:83 I saw it fly from your pocket, but dive towards the ground, its wings breaking before they’d ever know the full potential they could bring.
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22:82 Risen high above the others but hollow and full of air. Only a few delicate strands hold you together, ready to crumble under the slightest breeze.
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22:81 Pull my lips from my teeth and examine the inside. Did they gnaw away at the inner flesh with unknown worry or did they remain pristine? What do hidden parts highlight about my soul to those who finally see such things? Does it even matter?
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22:80 Arriving to silent stares, all eyes watching, expecting shame or knowledge, while you struggle to smile a greeting and pretend it doesn’t bother you. Whatever choice you make will be wrong and they will smirk at your failure, and remain a superior in all things that matter.
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22:79 An inch of dark routes is visible, just like everyone else. Some are polite and pretend not to see, while others comment openly, pleased yours is worse than theirs. The judged rush to cover and hide, disguise dark for light, human for saintly. Others gave up and let it grow, natural sin cascading overContinue reading “22:79”
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22:78 Your suggestion now annoys you, and any who don’t want the plan to change are the stubborn and difficult obstacles. Plow through with brute force, because the righteous should never have to manoeuvre around such traps. Only a straight path will do.
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22:77 Schedule in the romance because it can’t happen naturally anymore. Perhaps it’s no longer there and only memory is joining us together.
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22:76 Click on that notification and maybe you’ll learn who I really am. Wouldn’t that be an exciting twist.