probably a tragic myth
2026-05-03
i wish to remove myself
only when i write there is an i
i'm not really iful in real life
though eyeful, but not iful
i wish to remove myself when i write as well
not observe the smoke coming out of my smoke
rain out the window that seems to stop raining every 30 seconds
i wish to not be me
i wish to let eye know what it sees is i
and i do not need another i
except all that lies in front of my eyes
i keep circling the same thought
never finalize, never actualize
i'm always around what i deem to be the dearest
holiest and some more adjectives
or nouns or verbs
magic in my magic ring ain't it a lonely feeling
or a tragic myth
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