dont_let_me_fade_away
mahayana trapped in the atmospheric haze of conclusion. fateful seconds to say hello - harrowing days to say goodbye. i no longer can see you. dust, smoke, and other dry particles obscure clarity.

classifications:
fog, mist, smoke
dust, sand, and snow
:of horizontal obscuration

you are here, yet distant, nothing else makes the earth between us seem so spacious. not even airy & breathy overtones. dense atmosphere prevents penetration. as feelings of purest intent are seen via yellow filters in the hours of a meeting and the days of farewell.

i refuse to become colorless.
please don't let me fade.
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not found All the good things seem to fade away. 090213
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unhinged not true
the light of my love for you
burns so bright
it hurts to sacrifice parts of myself
to keep the light burning
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what's it to you?
who go
blather
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