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I fight off the nothingness with deep breaths,
Shimmering fantasies and small rusty nails hanging from my neck.
Yet, when the street a step behing me ripples,
The lampposts sink further into the concrete
I know a heartfelt goodbye is near.
Splintering arms of nothingness embrace my rigid frame,
Leaving twig- like implants beneath my skin.
I think i'm wrong about the nothingness.
It does not slither behind me in masked jealousy,
Because, I am the nothingness.
It infects you and strips clean ignorance from thin eyes.
I place my palm against the cold metal of the lamppost.
I rant at the post about my incessant sadness.
Raising my arms to the lamp to proclaim my ignorance.
Rain shines under and around the light.

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