but not too morbid
and now he's dead. dead dead dead. face of the boy forgot is stapled to the door. just remember that he's there. don't forget twice -don't recall thrice. he's stapled faceless and unremembered to cupboard block.
it was dead. dead as a bird hit by a car. sprawled across the sidewalk, forgotten and smashed. how sad -the life of a dead bird. for it's not a life, but a dead.
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