Crevices

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I leaked out through the vase of me
To meet the rays deflecting into my emptiness
The fear of eyes grew
Perpendicularly focused on my conscious self
Lifted weren't the thought that followed
Bowing to the pavement
With a foundation almost jello
Some didn't care
But most stayed
They formed a circle to burn the broken one
Swiped of the remaining bits and pieces...

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