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I miss you
But you're not the same
Oh, how I wish you
Knew of the pain.
But how can I get over
Something that was never mine?
In order to combat the increasing rise of poems
revolving around love if not death if not tragedy

In order to combat the remarkably unremarkable accounts
of commonplace things like war and depression and destiny

In order to combat the stereotypically stereotypical stereotypes
that are behind our society's long awaited demise:

This poem is fondly dedicated to Johnlock fanfic.
If you ignore a
- person
- topic
- conversation
for long enough
can you
- fool
- force
- coax
yourself into believing that
- it
- he
- she
didn't ever really matter
anyway?
paint on your
plastic smile
with a brush with
hair like knives

shake off your
crumpled skin
like you're shedding
your disguise
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