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Personal (Melancholy) It’s so unnerving when you realize
you have scripts in your head
written by others in your past
that just keep replaying.
No matter how hard you try
you can’t rewrite them,
they are imprinted on
the framework of your brain.
The negative words continue
repeating in a constant loop,
even though the source
has since moved on.
I wish I could rewrite the dialogue
and make a new ending
that wouldn’t conclude
with me in this seclusion.
