Shade

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You loomed over me

As if I could crumble in front of you

As if I would ever let myself do that

You tried to comfort me

But it always felt hollow to me

And now as I feel the guilt of neglecting the person I do everything for

The way you monitored me makes me more bitter than my liquid aspiration

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