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I’d rather not know the things
You scribbled down in your notes.
I’d rather my sentences stretch beyond
Predetermined lines established
By an antiquated establishment.
My time could be better spent
If not for this strange madness.
When I spoke to you the other day, I spoke too soon.
All of your dreams I made my own.
I put too much weight in the words you poured out.
Lost hopes, nothing but fleeting thoughts.
I was part of the background.
One of many of your fleeting thoughts.
People were nothing more than ideals and thoughts.
Intoxicating substances,
Drowning and dulling the pain-
These substances are your new reality.
You worshiped vanity, you showed no shame.