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Reglossing, rewashing, removing, returning, she kept using the same cloth to wipe up the mess. All of the same mistakes constantly repeating, spools of half-hearted "I'm sorry's" unwinding, foolproof promise to cover for her missed absence. I keep on reloading, rewinding, replaying watching the film of our lives together, pausing at moments where temporarily, I confess, unpredictable happiness ceased repeating. This trainwreck of a show carries on, blistering slides that I want to swipe clean, but her name suppress stained slates developing, deflecting, destroying. I throw away the footage, romanticizing   sheer ideas of finally making progress forgetting her. But relapses result repeating bad habits. There is not a remedy. I cling to the seasons of the past, wanting to digress reminding, rewinding, removing, regretting, until the cloth is clean, her faults keep repeating.
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Nov 17, 2015
Nov 17, 2015 at 9:55 AM UTC
Nemesis
Reglossing, rewashing, removing, returning, she kept using the same cloth to wipe up the mess. All of the same mistakes constantly repeating, spools of half-hearted "I'm sorry's" unwinding, foolproof promise to cover for her missed absence. I keep on reloading, rewinding, replaying watching the film of our lives together, pausing at moments where temporarily, I confess, unpredictable happiness ceased repeating. This trainwreck of a show carries on, blistering slides that I want to swipe clean, but her name suppress stained slates developing, deflecting, destroying. I throw away the footage, romanticizing   sheer ideas of finally making progress forgetting her. But relapses result repeating bad habits. There is not a remedy. I cling to the seasons of the past, wanting to digress reminding, rewinding, removing, regretting, until the cloth is clean, her faults keep repeating.
Im still tired of writing about her
e-townsend
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Nov 17, 2015
Nov 17, 2015 at 9:55 AM UTC
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