Hello hollow words, welcome back to the crowded space of my mind. Your visitations are used up, and you are no longer welcome. Stop sneaking in. Stop persuading me, saying this time will be different. Nobody here in this godforsaken space likes you very much. Not my guilt, my anger, my lust, my jealousy. Especially my love, that one straight up hates you. So hollow words, make your living elsewhere. Or maybe change, maybe if there was some substance to you beside utter disappointment, then we could work something out. There may be a chance for you, if you didn't get my hopes every time you showed your face. If you didn't tread on my insecurities, or exploit my weaknesses. You and your teasing ways, kindly exit back to the mouths you came from. The ones that represent pain, and truth, and choice, and other poison devils.
Go back to you, and you, and you, and you. Get out of my head, you certainly overstayed your welcome.
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