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all i hear are noises of joy and love and all i feel is jealousy and anger and sadness and envy and all i see are pictures of happiness and i know it comes at cost of pain of closeness but i have pain of distance and i have no happiness and i have no joy and i have no love but i have sadness and i have pain but no closeness so why? why is there only pain for me and joy for others? why are there pictures of them? there aren't pictures of me if i don't take them. there are pictures of them. i don't understand. it's echoing in me so loud i hear them laughing and i hear them fucking and i hear them kissing and i hear them speaking and i want them to be quiet i want to hear something nice but all i hear is hate and envy and regret and passing by and things i missed

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i always hear them fucking through the walls and i hear everything i hear the whispers of love and i hear the expressions of tenderness and care and attention and tender care and attention and love and confession and intimacy and it's not here

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i dream at night of fire and it takes all my belongings and it takes the forest it takes my loves and it takes the ones who would care for me their love burns away from me and the ashes light into more fire

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all i do is watch and listen and hear and see and understand and i'm tired i'm so tired i want to turn it off i'm tired of seeing the things i want in front of me and i can't touch them i'm sick i feel sick and i am sick and i want to throw up but hearts don't know how to learn from a stomach

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I'M LOST AND I CAN'T FIND MY WAY HOME I DON'T THINK I WAS EVER THERE I'M PLACED IN AN OBSERVATION CHAMBER I'M PLACED IN THE BLEACHERS I'M THE AUDIENCE AND ALL I DO IS WATCH WHILE MY LIFE AND MY LOVES PASS ME BY AND WHEN I START CHERRY-PICKING I ALWAYS KNOW YOU'RE GOING TO LEAVE AND IT MAKES ME SICK BECAUSE YOU CAN'T JUST LEAVE CAN YOU YOU ALWAYS HAVE TO STICK AROUND JUST LONG ENOUGH FOR ME TO WATCH ONE MORE TIME AND I THINK IT'S ONE MORE TIME BUT IT'S FOREVER AND IT'S ALWAYS AND ALL I DO IS WATCH AND IT MAKES ME SICK TO WATCH THE OBJECT OF MY DESIRE BECOME ACQUIRED BY ANOTHER AND I'M LEFT AND I'M GONE AND I WATCH AND IT'S SICKENING AND I WISH TO VOMIT AND I WISH TO HURT MYSELF AND I WANT THE PURITY BUT IT'S GONE AND IT ISN'T COMING BACK AND IT ONLY EVER EXISTED IN HINDSIGHT EVEN AND ODD AND GONE FOREVER AND WATCHING AND LOOKING AS YOU PASS AWAY FROM ME AND YOU DON'T COME BACK THERE'S ALWAYS SOMETHING BETTER FOR YOU TO BE DOING SOMEONE ELSE WHO I UNDERSTAND AND I KNOW IS BETTER AND I'M SICK AND I'M WATCHING AND I WANT TO LOOK AWAY BUT IT'S IN MY HEAD AND I CAN'T TURN IT OFF AND I HEAR THEM LAUGHING AND THEY DON'T STOP AND THEY MENTION ME AND THEY FORGOT ABOUT ME AND THEY REMEMBER JUST LONG ENOUGH FOR THE DUE DILIGENCE AND I'M QUIET AND THEY GIVE UP AND THEY LEAVE AND I DIE AND THEY SAY THEY WISH THEY COULD'VE DONE MORE

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i am here

i am tortured

i am listening

i hear more than everyone knows

i hear you through the walls

i hear the silence

i hear you when you're not speaking

i know more than you know that i know

i listen carefully

i do not know how to stop

it hurts me to listen so closely

it hurts me to know

i want it to stop

i don't know how to make it stop

i hear the love

i hear the tenderness

i hear the pain that's soothed

i hear the whimpers

i hear the moans

i hear you fucking through the walls

i hear you kissing to make it easier

i want it to stop

i don't know how to make it stop

i hear it in my head

i know what you said

i know what you felt

i know what you wish

and i know what you dream for

i want it to stop

it burns me

i want to be pure

i want it to end

please don't make it happen to me anymore

you said this was the last time

you promised

it hurts so badly

i want it to stop

i don't know how to make it stop

i see your messages

you left your phone open

you left the monitor unlocked

you left the spoiler untagged

you left the spoiler highlighted

i saw it

i read your messages

i know what you said to each other

i know how you feel because you told me

i know how they feel because i sensed it

i know what punishment is

i know how to feel it

but i don't know how to make it stop

i know how to listen

i want to stop listening

i want to block my ears

i want to clog them

i would hear it in my head

i have to end m-