You wallow in self-pity in hopes that someone takes note. You are narcissism at it's finest... Ignorant to reality and stunningly self-engrossed.
Details
Those details I held close are becoming less precise... For every day that I forget to remember.
3 Minutes
You were three minutes too late to say your last goodbyes... But I kept him comfortable through his final rasping sighs...
Bumblebee
Train Tracks
The Ending
We both know the ending. I won't find you nor will you find me.
Stripped
Now you lay here alone. Aged by bad habits fueled by your lack of self worth... Stripped of your youth with those gaunt cheeks and sunken eyes... Stunningly jaundice and contently reeking of your own filth. Yet you regret nothing... And still disapprove of everyone and everything life ever offers you.
Hide-And-Seek
It's like a version of hide-and-seek... But we're not children... And there's no known rules... Or foreseeable end in sight. Because the person who's been doing all the searching... Is the same one still waiting to be found.
Alley
Red Columbine 2
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