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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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