repressed memories

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You're like smoke. - Shapeless, or just too many shapes to settle on anything real, anything solid. - If I make myself look, I can see you- a looming, dark, mass always present in the corner of my thoughts -
It's dark again. I used to pray I used to say it was all pretend Then no one was watching.   The lights went out My body was sucked away I couldn't go back I shouldn't go back  
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