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Jul 2013
I feel
strangely drained
like a bleached Polaroid
taken in the dark.

Life is largely
color/less
and so god
**** tiring.

If I close my eyes
the black space
between flickers
gets longer and longer.

Maybe if I close
them hard enough
I'll lose years
instead of minutes.

Everything I once loved
is dull and so god
****
color/less.
Jeremy
Written by
Jeremy
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