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Mason

Lost

Weeks go by without hearing 

A single word. The sound of

Your voice. 

Sentimental. 

Soft

Like silk. 

 

Shallow. 

Still.

Like a pain of glass. 

Nothing to show, 

Nothing to hide. 

You\'re like a window. 

Opaque. 

Transparent. 

 

We will never talk 

Ever. 

I don\'t want to see you anymore. 

 

Goodbye.