It was clever of you to squirm a sense of remorse into our conversation, just as you merely breathe the pollution and relive the dream. But, my parapet of a heart and your sedentary mindset is at a constant war. I climb and fall while you attack and stumble. And, to avoid confrontations time in and time out, the deference I've upheld has grown weary. Can't you see? It wasn't an external mean that flouted you; you brought it on yourself. My efforts aren't to condemn you nor are they present to applaud you- they serve as an enlightenment.
Try to be enlightened.
Like, we're close enough to have our lips touch, but we still can't make the movement of our tongues to speak and be heard.
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