bob (oblivionmachine) wrote in excuse_me___,

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Standing on the edge of these stairs to the beasement where i miss you. The couch where i kiss you. I hate this, I hate you. Your dimwit smile and casual approach to my torment peremates this room. I sit and absorb it as i once absorbed your riddicule and frequent indiffrence. I lie in our corner and I drown in our past.
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