words unspoken. words let down.

so you wrote words on the walls of the prison. never noticing that the paragraphs became cages. each sentence, a bar. every word, another lock.

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don't talk to me like you know me. talk to me like you love me.

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you see suns that never were and stare at skies that don't exist. you listen to songs that were never played and read books that were never written. and your mind is so beautiful and full. but I'm glad it's not mine.

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you've made the air flammable. these walls are just paper. and blood is gasoline. you shouldn't have come here, made of fireworks, if you didn't want me to play with fire. i need a light.