what’s there to feel but totally whacked
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I put your face on her all year
your new one I guess
that was before we had made
any terrible mistakes
please put down your hands
’cause I see you
that was a painful dance
and a wicked way
put the pieces back together my way
sort of similar to most backbones at camp Icarus
just a reflection of a reflection
alone in the darkness, the darkness of white
visible illusion
no one ever seems to dream ’round here
nothing ever seems to change ’round here
your skin makes me cry
published in issue 53 of CMYK
Broken Home of Convention 
