Condition 11:11
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I had no idea what I was after, I'm just preparing for Disaster with everything feeling so far away. Familiar faces, familiar lips, is there any point to this hanging around?
I was upset when that glass broke doing the dishes. At 11:11 every night I make wishes. Habit and superstition feed my foolish fires, they've been burning for a couple of months.
I stay out all day to keep these thoughts away. Why don't you give my feet a break and come back?
I remember in the kitchen when you told me your grandma died. That's when I realize it gets worse. I want to wish things last forever, won't you thicken my soft skin, you comfort me so and I remember, remember ...
When I walk through that door I won't hear the happy sounds anymore. This year took so much away and won't give it back.
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