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on being invisibleclean up
clean up
clean everything you touch,
don't let anyone know
you were there.
don't let anyone know
you exist.

fade into the background.
go on.
fade.
fade faster.
no one wants to see you.
no one wants ... you.

be smaller.
occupy less space.
less.
LESS.
no one wants to see you.
no one wants you.

don't speak.
don't you dare speak.
no one wants to hear you.
no one wants you.
no one likes you.
no one cares.

you don't deserve
any space
any love
any time.

you are worthless.
you are useless.
you are nothing.

get out
get out
go.
be silent.
be invisible.
Aveline   Aveline looked at him, wide-eyed with excitement and wriggling like a puppy preparing to prance after a ball. Her voice began in piano -- hushed, sweet, longing,

      "Let's go away. Far away. To a big city, with trains and taxis, and live in an old, brick building a million miles tall," but soon, she crescendoed. A beautiful, soaring mezzo forte.  

      "Let's drink crappy coffee and watch the sun rise from our decrepit fire escape.

      And late at night, when street and star light are the only ones around, let's climb as high as we can and dance on the rooftop til we meet morning again.

      Let's live like peasants while ou
one of those days ........she knew where she was
before she even opened her eyes.
it was the smell
that gave it away.

the smell of
too much clean.
clean for the sake
of diminishing the
scent of death and disease.

it made her sick.

she wretched
and she writhed
as the smell
consumed her.

before she'd even
opened her eyes,
she knew what she would see.

white.
white.
everywhere.
bored nurses
and sickness
all around.

but worst of all,
all those sad eyes.
sad eyes of those
visiting their loved ones.
sad eyes of those
losing their loved ones
slowly, steadily,
but you can see
that they know
the end is all too near.

though,
perhaps what made
one of those days .......when they found her,
she was lying on the floor
beside her bed.
his bed, she said.
it still smelled like him.
a little like his cologne,
a little like his shampoo,
a little like his skin,
and even a little like his feet.

and she couldn't sleep in it anymore.
[mostly, she couldn't sleep anymore.]

that poor girl.
she looks emaciated.
just gooseflesh and bones
in a pile on the floor.

hasn't she been eating?

no, I don't think so.
did you see the fridge?
sixteen lasagnas,
four tuna casseroles,
nine pies.
and plenty of mold
to go 'round.

she smells like booze.

let's get her to
the hospital.

the hospital.
white rooms
whi

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:iconpenguinflavoureddoom:
I don't know where I am
I don't know this place
Don't recognize anybody
Just the same old empty face
See these people they lie
And I don't know what to value anymore.
Just A Game - Birdy

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