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,,^~†*&£@#         *†~~~~~^^^,  ,^^^~~~~~†*         #@£&*†~^,,
,,,^~†*&£@         *                      *         @£&*†~^,,,
,,^~†*&£@#         * mirage class goth gf *         #@£&*†~^,,
,^~†*&£@##         *                      *         ##@£&*†~^,
,,^~†*&£@#         *†~~~~~^^^,  ,^^^~~~~~†*         #@£&*†~^,,
,,,^~†*&£@                                          @£&*†~^,,,
,,^~†*&£@#                                          #@£&*†~^,,
,^~†*&£@## 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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