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| Into Me |
4/25/2011
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And then there isn't.
And now there wasn't.
Something to look forward to.
Someone to come home to.
Was there ever anyone there?
Is there anyone now?
An empty shell of what once was.
Me.
A shadow living in the past.
A shadow living in the now.
I wonder what becomes of the questions we never asked.
Will we ever meet again?
It's too late to justify all the things we imitate.
Reality, alternate reality, sacrificed my shadow into yours.
Now we're apart again.
And I can just begin to see the sun.
My shadow, it dissolves and dissipates.
Into nothing, into me.
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