preferred technicalities,
and bullshit of that nature
here? here i'm nothing, no one,
and rightly so.
who am i to express
anything but perfection,
to debase your sterilized
line of vision with my living hell?
nobody, no one.
of course.
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you leave, i leave,
it's all the same to me now.
already left... so changed, so
different
it can't be real.
and i know you don't care.
please don't care.