Fading

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That hold you had on me
That tight grip
Those strangely devilish eyes
They’re beginning to fade
That artificial smile
That unbearably soft voice
Those taunts
They’re slowly disappearing
The fabricated lies
The craving for attention
Those infected by you
They’re dissipating
The unnaturally cold air
The painfully fictitious truths
You
Have dissolved
You’ve vanished
I’m free

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