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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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.#.#.#.#.#            -----~~. .~~-----             #.#.#.##.#
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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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