So it's back to this.
Disappointed gestures run through me.
Every waking moment, I'm thoughtless.
Then again, I'm thoughtful.
It hasn't happened yet,
but it's at close range that it will emerge.
It will come forth through the ashes,
the ashes that came from the flame of hurt.
Burned in and burned out.
It's just another one.
Observe as you please,
but don't forget a thing from before.
Lies cross through your mouth without knowing.
Sometimes careless represents you.
Caring knows you well too though.
Careless and caring, you are.
Things just don't always match up, do they?
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