you don't belong in my mind with your pained look, alive like a pale, smiling specter grinning, taunting my fright "Now leave!" - and you delay ether walking the halls unlocking doors and loosing a dirge-lead procession, memories it's been so cold since last you sobbed, back-hand slew comfort, leaving a scar for every soft word cornered, questioned your reply is a glare how could I dismiss you? already alone, no solace
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