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  • Dedicated to An old friend
                                    

I have to admit I avoids your eyes because of what they hold.

The aching pain, the insanity, the darkness, the cold.

And on those days when I accidentally peer into your eyes,

I see myself - my old self - with a color's disguise.

The reason that we cannot and will not ever be,

Is because you are stuck, and I am simply free.

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