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Metanoia

 
Crashing just before the third and fourth shattering  
sound, growing pale dying an inch away from your  
feet; I snorted solipsist lines to feel mystical and not
ímythological in your eyes.  

Now, I can't endure sunlight, it only makes me feel †
empty, accentuating all that is broken, diseased, and  
conditioned. I held so much weight inside my mouth.
You let me die a hollowed soul that was born then
annihilated from yours.  

You failed me.  

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