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YOU DO NOT HAVE THE RIGHT TO WITHHOLD THINGS THAT WERE ALREADY MINE.
YOU DO NOT GET TO GIVE THEM AS GIFTS DRESSED IN RIBBON AND FAKE FRIENDSHIP.
YOU DO NOT HAVE THE RIGHT TO TAKE AWAY MY FRIENDSHIP AND DISTORT MY MEMORIES.
YOU DO NOT GET TO CHOOSE WHAT YOU PRESENT TO ME IF IT IS ALL MAKE BELIEVE AND I SEE THROUGH IT.

Please don’t pretend this is redemption.

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HOME

Writing about Home

is a cliche

particularly when the term

is loaded for everyone,

even when it is entirely empty.

INVITE

theres a party next door

ive heard the music playing

vibrations through the walls

im awake anyway

i could just go

 

perhaps under the vibrations

my thiughts would shrink

or dissapate

or fall drunkenly

on ears that cant hear my anyway

 

the room is too warm

im revolted by the heat

but theres

laughter

just outside the window

i dont have the mental strength

to face down the

laughter

 

or perhaps the reflection of myself

in the window