I never was that kind of man.
The hours wore it off.
The feelings were frequent. Frequently disappointing.
The outcomes, similar.
I'm now numb. Numb to so much.
This silly maze. That we'd eventually leave.
I keep getting lost. No time to look around. No strength to pick it up.
I'm going to keep up a smile. And walk off for now.
Perhaps keep it the way it always has been.
An embarrassing passerby.
Till I get myself back, perhaps.
I want to go back to before, desperately.
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