skin hair make-up neuroses.
emotionally charged work demanding closer inspection.
backwards and forward the curse go on i know it by heart.
and with full power over myself i'm about to leave
and you are no longer here and i will be at large.
do not open up.
dream and nightmare burning between my stars.
another friday another year another object.
same deceptive feelings.
all the connections between events are unchanged.
the bitter taste that won't come out every time the rain comes down.
half-way back in hell.
here comes the gloom.
bringing in the blues.
tear up the pages with the bad news.
break the mirrors and pull down the shades.
dance with me in the dark once more.
.
speak not.
because of the distance between the gates and the rooms divided in sections.
things i don't like talking about.
a lingering from dreams which failed to come true.
.
.here.
.repeated laughs.
.repeated tears.
.interests.
.feelings.
.the torturing repetition of me.
.hard to reason with hesitation.
.i hesitate.
.i resist.
.a bit.
.i hide.
.my feelings.
.myself.
.in here.
.
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