Don't beg the question.
The horrible truth is it's all useless. The name. The face. You'll forget it in the fall. Iwonder what's more important. The memory or knowing nothing at all. You've polished your skin. Gave into the self-destructive thoughts. And I watched you all along. I would buried you in the melting snow.
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