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When We Know Is How We Forget
quick ive fallen back into the left behind of yesterday behold
the man trapped within a boy's eyes
a prison with a view
the last time i saw was the first time you looked into
my eyes and noticed something more
than what could be
i scream, quick! let go of the memories, float away
on a debris of sirens to the tune
of your wordless eyes
so real, and masked unseen behind a veil of virgin
pain and singular isolation
poem
by
Fallen Too Far
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