an unnamed hurt the tears pricking stinging my eyes as they overflow trying to soothe the pain of an enforced aloofness.. a stepping back.. compulsive.. self-imposed.. what do i rue.. i love that pride.. still my heart aches goes out.. ineffectually trying to fill those empty spaces you screen sometimes coldly.. firmly deriding, mocking yet what do i see so clearly that makes me cry out in pain..
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