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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required It was a blurry, shadow image of a girl in the car window. Suddenly the specter of all my yesterdays slam into me, and I remember everything I want to forget. How could you be in a car no more than twenty feet Away, stalking my every fear when you were no longer? I want to jump through the car window, a coward who runs From his fate, locked in perpetual battle by the boundaries I erected to protect me as I find myself trapped in an alternate reality, Adrift on a street littered with broken promises. I want to block out every dream we shared, to block out the Darkness of every stolen night. I close my eyes to Shatter the reflection of the girl in the car window; I need you to Disappear, forever. I want you to take flight from any space Within me, to flee my here and now, Lost in the last hour of our love, Gone, forever. You are not real. A face resurrected from a spectrum of time, abandoned to random Memories stitched together. A broken mosaic trying to walk me backwards while I try to pull time Forward, past an emptiness that never ends. I had buried every piece of you, partitioned each one off, until…. The girl in the car window. Who is she; is it you? I open my car door to make certain my feet feel the ground; Afraid I have lost my sense of balance, captive to a raging madness by a Bargain made with the devil; payment due when he comes to call.
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