arrows always point right
in incorrect situations
while you dose on emotions
too hard to pronounce;
so these roots crack
below unstable foundations -
where home was lost long ago
and my leaves
are not elegant enough
to shatter.
nerves can't react
to a situation I already know
but they can't tell apathy
from solitude
so I fake sorrow
to drown expectations:
guilt doesnt arise
from a mess I didn't spill
and while imitations stand
in place of flares,
even flames
self-destruct.

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Fuck. I don't know. It's probably bad. But I can't find anything else to edit.
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Picture credit: http://sagitarii.deviantart.com/art/Firewater-47888799
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Thought process: I first thought of the contest title: flicker. That gave me an image of something going on and off and on and off until it's finally off. The picture then made me think of that process as a circle in which situations continue so much that it is already known.
To tell you the truth, george, I just tried to capture your story instead of re-printing mine.
But don't worry, even if you don't like this crappy-ish dedication, I still love you <3 
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