This is a declaration
of all that loneliness
you can't seem to escape.
I even try to paint you,
picture perfect,
but nothing's working.
I write
until Im numb inside.
I die messily
and press it against the pages.
Just something to remember me by.
Reread me through the coming ages.
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and press it against the pages.
i like this metaphor of poetic expression ...
Reindeer