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Eyes scraped of vision stolen glances from eye to I am solely meant to be alone. Thoughts parade themselves as friends, foes I mean it cannot be that I am this unlucky. Luck? Luck? Luck? Does luck have anything to do due to the price given, given freely as if it were naturally my heart remains open to accept your bullshit but this cannot be nature’s best choice....

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I know it’s been a while since I last wrote an entry but I needed time to think and I wasn’t ready to let go of what I was feeling. It’s been a month since I saw Ms. Epiphany. I still don’t know her name. As-a-matter-of-fact, I’ll not act as if I actually care. I just call the child “Epiphany.” As-a-matter-of-fact, her father doesn’t even know I know she exists. No one knows that I know she exists. I didn’t even kick him out. Ironically now I’m on the couch and he’s in there on our bed. Doing what? – I don’t know nor do I care. As-a-matter-of-fact, after I saw that picture I went back to bed. Tears silent to my skin. I’m tired of tasting the salt of it in my mouth but I held no reaction to it. I just swallowed and remembered to breathe every now and then. I just sat up against the head of the bed, back on pillow, staring out into space absorbing the shock. My visitor, Disbelief, was my company once again. And every now and then, Pathetic would join us. Anger wanted to come too but I thought it would have been too crowded and then the raging noise inside of my head would have leaked out and awoken my distasteful paramour. So I did nothing.