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these glances are flashes
and then pause
as if time needs
to take a moment to etch
the look in your eyes
in still frame
to fully allow me to grasp
what it is i’m
about to say
and how i can apologize
to you. but they burn
holes into my retinas
and i’m stumbling for answers
as you’re walking away.

the words that slip
from my mouth unattended
leave scars across my chest
and i am alone again.

– r.o.a

Listening to: Screeching Weasel – Every night [album: Anthems for a New Tomorrow]