I played catch for the first time since junior year
Hate being distant. Take this imprint as a souvenir
Longing for touch.
Baffled by blushes & her rouge that smears
Feeling like Van Gogh right before he removed an ear
Life is just so stupid real, it's hard to always take
In, what's not being said as all these hallways shake
I've tried my best. Sacrifice. Regrets. A falling grace
I want to bounce out of it but the ball just breaks
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"black as midnight..black as pitch
blacker than the soul of the foulest witch"
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