I am a blurry person
I do not exist in focus
I am the moment that you cannot recapture with sharp edges
I am the night you can never remember in chronological
order
I am the large, loud girl that obstructs your field of
vision, but ceases to exist when she departs from it
I am nothing but a misrepresentation of something that never
existed
-circa September 2013-
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