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I tried so hard to instead think of some porn,

but the norm won't work anymore this morn,

sun comes up and so do the memories,

that i'd rather stomp out like tiny centipedes,

i can't feel much anymore, hard to get through,

no one takes any blame just always hard to get you,

i have this person created from shared dates,

then it shattters into pieces like old fragile plates,

once my heart stopped to such sounds,

now it's difficult to hear much underground,

at least i'll never have to see her around,

luck was caught at last, finally found,

through all the sound and outside noises,

it's you i still hear, ghostly like voices,

wouldn't be annoyed if i just never tried,

would i be so numb if i never tried?