I Dream of Ashes

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Meet Ricky!

Trust Ricky!

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Lather, rinse, repent.

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Ever feel like your memories will devour you?

Like, they're all in there, gathering, growing, watching, waiting, swelling crestingbreakingcrashingdowntodestroywhatmaybecome?

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I scream, I scream, I dance, I sing.

I smile, I twist, I laugh, I dream.

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My only regret

Is that I didn't kill you.

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Don't worry:

You're not supposed to like these, that would be silly.

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Change, no change.

Changing how you do a thing doesn't change the fact that you're still a fucking moron.

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A tale

I'm going to tell you a tale, It's the stories of the dead.

I'm going to tell you a tale, It's the stories of the dead.

I'm going to tell you a tale, It's the stories of the dead.

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You?

You do not exist. Everything about you is a lie

All are hollow, there is nothing at the core

This is not necessarily a bad thing.

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And who are you now?

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Steps

Little steps, so many.

A few here,

a few there

So small, so slow.

Then one day you're done.

And yet...

behind you,

they still march on.

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Is it you?

What feelings are yours

and

what feelings were you

trained

to have?

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"It's all in your head,"

the doctor said.

Well, yes,

and so am I.

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The kids have been locked away for so long...

It's a shame, really.

I mean, don't get me wrong, they've always been scared, hungry, and in pain, so that hasn't changed.

They're not any older, either. For them, tomorrow is ancient history and yesterday will never come.

Their teeth are still sharp too, and they do sting.

No, they're fine. I just miss them and the hurt they bring.

Perhaps, someday, we'll see them again.

I hope so.

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Today

Today will be a day just like any other day,

the ending of the world that we thought we knew.

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Those little ones that grow in your head and won’t stop.

That push and haunt and beg with their eyes.

Even the voiceless want to be heard.

They won’t let go until you try.

They just want to live.

Please be kind.

Just try.

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