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You move passed me quicker than the wind.
In a matter of moments it's all gone.
I can no longer remember the smell you leave on me, or the way my chest feels after your head has been pressed on it for hours.
I could remember the subtle hints you left me so I would change.
But I could not recognize them due to my lack of wanting to change.
Stuck between reality and illusion.
Lost in the darkness I have molded.
