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Everything that Never Was
i can feel it dissipating
from every clogged pore on my body
never a timeframe more wasted
has this dismal nothing taken all of what was left
from these ashes i shall be rebuilt
only to stare back at that reflection
to see nothing more than what i feared
my soulless vessel will be ceaseless
there is nothing more grotesque
more monotonous
more beautiful
than what you could never take
what was never born shall never die.
Joseph B. Garcia
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