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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.                 ##@§@†:--¨
¨¨--:†@§@#                                          #@§@†:--¨¨
¨--:†@§@##                                          ##@§@†:--¨
¨¨--:†@§@#             -------¨ ¨-------            #@§@†:--¨¨
¨--:†@§@##                                          ##@§@†:--¨
¨¨--:†@§@#                                          #@§@†:--¨¨
¨--:†@§@##  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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