walking
in the chilled air
hesitating
with each
step
carefully plotting
each thought in my head
all for naught
i tripped
again
i misspoke
again
i unraveled
again
and you won
why must we
continue this
tedious play
where i'm
insanity
and you're
reality
and never the twain
shall meet
one more
choked back word
one more
given up dream
will cause me to
vanish
right before your eyes
not that
you'll ever miss me
you never saw me
to begin with
(erase me)
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