To scrape away tainted dust

by blossom666

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What I wouldn’t give to erase you from the very core of me, to scrape away all elements that made you, to wipe clean the slate of pain with the same ease you dance across the planes. Reality, is a perception you once said, you carved me one designed to kill the last embers of my hope, a man made design you redrew the outlines to create the perfect fall and I stupidly fell. So much awareness and yet so blind, you took the graphite pencil and rewrote reality into a morbid fantasy on speckles of forgotten words… I told you, I told you as your tongue stumbled, and there within the letters I find it again… But alas, it is too late for me too rectify and prove my innocence, the words form the curve of karma, the consequence was never mine to have… the damage is done.

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