Tagged: distortion

there is no cure

very few memories

very few memories
withstand time, and
even fewer, the
accompaniment of
that golden
note, shimmering
though already
out of tune
.
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more often than

more often than
not, we buy the
distortion
, adopt
the myth, choose
our own
adventures
to put off
time, stretch
the illusion.
the next
minute is a
page, and
tomorrow
is an alternate
ending
.
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just as easily as

the degree to which

aspiring to be

aspiring to be
loved, between
walls, between
ledges of
lights, between
so much
city
filter, the
distortion is
unbearable
.
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