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Nothing left
Echoes are nothing more than
a longing for constancy,
scared to move forward without a whispering of what came before.
a longing for constancy,
scared to move forward
Tresses squeal soft refusals,
squeal soft refusals,
glittering like surgical blades.
a longing for constancy,
Echoes are nothing more than,
Fuck the stucco.
Something's dying here.
Best allocate assets elsewhere.
Can fantasy flash into being?
Failed auditions aren't unique,
are they?
There has to be a better formula.
Echoes are nothing.