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#§@@@†^-:, † mirage class goth gf † ,:-^†@@@§#
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@§@^--:::, i used to be a goth, in my youth, doing ,:::--^@§@
##@§@†^-:, crimes mostly from or in my beloved and ,:-^†@§@##
##@§@†^-:, trusted car, and sometimes my mothers ,:-^†@§@##
##@§@†^-:, barn. we lived just outside town, a ,:-^†@§@##
##@§@†^-:, grove at the end of a dirt road, and ,:-^†@§@##
#§†^^-:,,, the barn was placed so you could just ,,,:-^^†§#
@@§§@†^-:, make out the surrounding fields through ,:-^†@§§@@
##@§@†^-:, the trees. ,:-^†@§@##
@§§§@†^-:, ,:-^†@§§§@
@§§††^^-:, my car was black and loud, both the ,:-^^††§§@
§†^-,,,,,, engine and the way the parts didn't ,,,,,,-^†§
§†-:,,,,,, really stick together. i took my ,,,,,,:-†§
@@@§@†^-:, crimefriend for rides, in the dark, the ,:-^†@§@@@
##@§@†^-:, eternal dark that seemed to surround ,:-^†@§@##
#@@§@†^-:, us. she seemed to cast this veil over ,:-^†@§@@#
§†^^-:,,,, everything. her black skirt reached to ,,,,:-^^†§
###@§†^-:, her knees but then somehow also back ,:-^†§@###
§†^:,,,,,, around, enveloping all my memories of ,,,,,,:^†§
##@§@†^-:, our time together. ,:-^†@§@##
###§@†^-:, ,:-^†@§###
§†^-,,,,,, there was blood everywhere. sometimes ,,,,,,-^†§
##@§@†^-:, the blood was her red lipstick or her ,:-^†@§@##
##@§@†^-:, checkered shirt. she was on television. ,:-^†@§@##
§†-,,,,,,, we did crime, and we made weird ,,,,,,,-†§
§†^^^--,,, structures in the barn, tall pillars of ,,,--^^^†§
##@§@†^-:, dark wood, ladders and plateaus, fires ,:-^†@§@##
##@§@†^-:, and fairy lights. we would sleep there ,:-^†@§@##
##@§@†^-:, and drink there and she would go in the ,:-^†@§@##
##@§@†^-:, television. ,:-^†@§@##
§@@@^:,,,, ,,,,:^@@@§
##@§@†^-:, and then the sun came out, and she went ,:-^†@§@##
##@§@†^-:, away. everything changed... i yearned, ,:-^†@§@##
##@§@†^-:, and the world became dull around me. ,:-^†@§@##
##@§@†^-:, ,:-^†@§@##
##@§@†^-:, i stopped doing crime, except when ,:-^†@§@##
@§§§@†^-:, necessarry. things somehow seemed like ,:-^†@§§§@
#§§†-:,,,, they were allright, moulded in place, ,,,,:-†§§#
##@§@†^-:, and i loathed it ------ i missed her ,:-^†@§@##
##@§@†^-:, so much. ,:-^†@§@##
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§†-,,,,,,, ,,,,,,,-†§
§§@@@†^-:, i searched for her, but nobody had any ,:-^†@@@§§
§†-:::::,, memories of her. not so much of me ,,:::::-†§
##@§@†^-:, either, from the time we were together. ,:-^†@§@##
§@†^-:,,,, my mother said i kept to myself in the ,,,,:-^†@§
##@§@†^-:, barn, or in the car. ,:-^†@§@##
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@§§@^^-:,, sometimes i could still see her ,,:-^^@§§@
§§§@^-,,,, flashing by on the tv in the barn. ,,,,-^@§§§
@@@§@†^-:, everything was black then, for a ,:-^†@§@@@
#§@@††^-:, moment. i remembered her laugh and knew ,:-^††@@§#
@§§†^^:,,, we had done crimes together, that it ,,,:^^†§§@
§§†^-,,,,, had been real... ,,,,,-^†§§
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#@§§@†^-:, -----::, ,::----- ,:-^†@§§@#
##@§@†^-:, ,:-^†@§@##
##@§@†^-:, ,:-^†@§@##
##@§@†^-:, i died by getting shot in the head ,:-^†@§@##
@@@§@†^-:, while ramming the fence to a military ,:-^†@§@@@
###§@†^-:, facility. by this time they had been ,:-^†@§###
§§§†^-:::, chasing me for days. i lost control ,:::-^†§§§
###§@†^-:, over the car, crashed it into a rock ,:-^†@§###
##@§@†^-:, wall and flew out the windshield. ,:-^†@§@##
##@§@†^-:, ,:-^†@§@##
§†^^^^-,,, and then i got up, and looked around. ,,,-^^^^†§
##@§@†^-:, it was dark, where it previously had ,:-^†@§@##
@§§†^---:, been a bright day. around me where ,:---^†§§@
@§@@@†^-:, dozens of crashed cars, all my car, ,:-^†@@@§@
##@§@†^-:, some on fire. ,:-^†@§@##
##@§@†^-:, ,:-^†@§@##
##@§@†^-:, the ground was sticky, red. ,:-^†@§@##
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##@§@†^-:, and then i realized that i knew this ,:-^†@§@##
##@§@†^-:, darkness. i knew the way the sky ,:-^†@§@##
§§††-,,,,, touched the ground. this was her doing! ,,,,,-††§§
##@§@†^-:, she was here! ,:-^†@§@##
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