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Cold, dark, and lonely.. I spread my toes out in front of me, Stretching erratically on my bedroom floor.    Frantically, I grab things, anything. To keep myself distracted.    Something to bound me away from my worries, my fears, my regrets. You.    Sweat builds, and a red, inescapable rash, consumes my face. Choking my innocence. Digesting my happiness.    I'm pulling away, at what I love, at what I want most in this entire ******* world.    And I'm scraping you off like a scab. Away you'll go, quick, and easy to forget. For now.    But you'll remain as a scar, tearing at my skin, a surfacing pain inside my mind.    I can't forget you. I won't forget you. That is why, you must go.
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Dec 11, 2013
Dec 11, 2013 at 6:50 PM UTC
Scab.
Cold, dark, and lonely.. I spread my toes out in front of me, Stretching erratically on my bedroom floor.    Frantically, I grab things, anything. To keep myself distracted.    Something to bound me away from my worries, my fears, my regrets. You.    Sweat builds, and a red, inescapable rash, consumes my face. Choking my innocence. Digesting my happiness.    I'm pulling away, at what I love, at what I want most in this entire ******* world.    And I'm scraping you off like a scab. Away you'll go, quick, and easy to forget. For now.    But you'll remain as a scar, tearing at my skin, a surfacing pain inside my mind.    I can't forget you. I won't forget you. That is why, you must go.
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logan-lafleche
Dec 11, 2013
Dec 11, 2013 at 6:50 PM UTC
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