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you can't name this feeling.

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outside my window
i see endless cars and
endless rain pouring
from the holes
we pierced in
the sky when
we were happy,
and i stare straight into
the headlights that pass
as if they're the eyes of
a predator stalking me,
and with every breath
i whisper
bite me.
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