Reject
darkrose
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That flawless image of thee.
Reduced itself to a shoulder so cold.
A silent chill, directed towards me.
Actions became words, too obvious for relief.
Realization presents itself, finally.
Another rejection unfolds.
I continue to slouch, stupidly.
Waiting for something else.
To become another nothing.
Reduced itself to a shoulder so cold.
A silent chill, directed towards me.
Actions became words, too obvious for relief.
Realization presents itself, finally.
Another rejection unfolds.
I continue to slouch, stupidly.
Waiting for something else.
To become another nothing.
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i like the ending
~radar(baba)o
Good poem though