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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...             §¨§¨§¨§¨§¨
§¨§¨§¨§¨§¨                                          §¨§¨§¨§¨§¨
§¨§¨§¨§¨§¨                                          §¨§¨§¨§¨§¨
§¨§¨§¨§¨§¨            «««««~~¨ ¨~~«««««             §¨§¨§¨§¨§¨
§¨§¨§¨§¨§¨                                          §¨§¨§¨§¨§¨
§¨§¨§¨§¨§¨                                          §¨§¨§¨§¨§¨
§¨§¨§¨§¨§¨    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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§¨§¨§¨§¨§¨                                          §¨§¨§¨§¨§¨