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May 2018
watch them closely
the lights in my room
changing
shifting
along with feeling
purple for numbness
i hate feeling alive
its pain
red for hate
i hate you
so much
because i knew you'd never love me
like i loved you
dancing with them
i see your face in the rain from my window
pain still exists
soon to exit
your exit.
Written by
Constantine  20/M/6ftdeep
(20/M/6ftdeep)   
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   Rob Rutledge
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