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I have to block out thoughts of you so I don't lose my head. They crawl in like a cockroach, leaving babies in my bed. Dropping little reels of tape to remind me that I'm alone, playing movies in my head that make a porno feel like home. There's a burning in my pride, a nervous bleeding in my brain. An ounce of peace is all I want for you. Will you never call again? And will you never say that you loved me just to put it in my face? And will you never try to reach me. It is I that wanted space.
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