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Epitome of loss
I can see you falling, piece by piece, withering... like dead petals..
& the vase your dying in, is cracked & worn thin...
you can't elude this fate.. the memory can't be erased..
the gaze of your eyes pushed through the surface of who I am, & what I was..
it was like choking on nails.. I could feel each of my flaws..
epitome of loss...
