just wondering...
if i walked away
from everything i've ever loved
would i come running back to it?
i don't think so.
my life seems too corrupt.
nothing feels real.
i'm walking on air
with sharp rocks below
and nothing to hold me up.
so how am i floating?
i float upon lies upon lies.
which i am too scared to deny.
fear has a sick way of controlling the blind.
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It kills me not to know this
but I've all but just forgotten
what the color of her eyes were and her scars
or how she got them