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I’m loathing most of your history. Hesitation, but then you siphon me. Your potential, well I’ll indulge in that. Violent timing explains the aftermath.

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I’m hanging out with me. And you’re a vacant chair. A chosen compromise. This space we rarely share.

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With my envy, I steal glances.

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Moderation loving. I’ve been hardened by the circumstance. We knew this was coming.

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Don’t gasp at the predictable. A comforting lie can’t last. Preordained checklist of this awkward love it’s so sad. Hold it. Hold it all in. Let it build up, oh, build a bomb. Blow it. Blow it away. Clear it all out, just end it.

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Like a butterfly cupped in my hands I peek in, to see beauty trapped. Confined it flutters then. It leaves behind colourful dust.

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Why am I so curious? This territory is dangerous. I’ll probably end up at the start. I’ll be back in line, with my, broken heart.

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This is one side, my conventional side. An attraction to tradition, my vintage disposition.

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Re-read, re-write, redo, undo. I’m stuck on this page.

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If you bore me, then I’m comfortable. If you interest me, I’m scared. My attraction paralyses me.

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Subconsciously motivated natural instinct. Alter nature for the pleasure. Orthocycline.

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Now all those simple things are simply too complicated for my life

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