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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. #§%%%:,,,,
,,,,,««%£# #£%««,,,,,
,,,,,,«:%§ 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. #@#§£%:«,,
,,«:%£§#@# #@#§£%:«,,
,,««««:£§§ 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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