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⠀⠀⠀𝐑𝐎𝐆𝐄𝐑 𝐃𝐀𝐕𝐈𝐒.
⠀〝⠀find one song,⠀
⠀⠀⠀one last refrain.
⠀⠀⠀glory,⠀from the
⠀⠀⠀pretty boy front
⠀⠀⠀man who wasted
⠀⠀⠀oppurtunity⠀〞
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⠀⠀〝⠀i think i should be laughing yet i forget—forget how to begin. i'm feeling something inside,⠀and yet i still can't decide if i should hide,⠀or make a 𝐰𝐢𝐝𝐞 𝐨𝐩𝐞𝐧 𝐠𝐫𝐢𝐧.⠀〞
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⠀⠀〝⠀i think i should be laughing yet i forget—forget how to begin. i'm feeling something inside,⠀and yet i still can't decide if i should hide,⠀or make a 𝐰𝐢𝐝𝐞 𝐨𝐩𝐞𝐧 𝐠𝐫𝐢𝐧.⠀〞
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it hurts to rip open wounds and reset bones. it hurts to dig around inside and see what's going on. it hurts to realize how deeply you have betrayed yorself over the years. healing will never be convenient.
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⠀⠀⠀─⠀⠀smile of hers⠀;⠀𝚠͟𝚒͟𝚍͟𝚎͟,⠀𝚋͟𝚛͟𝚒͟𝚐͟𝚑͟𝚝͟,⠀﹠.⠀𝚋͟𝚎͟𝚊͟𝚖͟𝚒͟𝚗͟𝚐 smile,⠀catches him off guard.
⠀⠀⠀〝⠀have you now⠀𖤠⠀〞
he,⠀just like her,⠀knows⠀⠀⠀─⠀⠀⠀
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⠀⠀⠀─⠀⠀that it's a lie,⠀but he's intrigued. this conversation,⠀of sorts,⠀⠀may help him take his mind off things. roger draws her closer,⠀a soft kiss along her face to⠀⠀⠀─⠀⠀⠀
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⠀⠀⠀─⠀⠀lithe,⠀bruising figure.
⠀𝑶𝑯 .ᐟ
his own arms fall to wrap around her,⠀toes of his feet digging into hardwood to keep the two of them from falling,⠀﹠.⠀this⠀⠀⠀─⠀⠀⠀
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⠀⠀⠀─⠀⠀the cluttered room as indignation creeps into his bones. a 𝑺𝑯𝑨𝑴𝑩𝑳𝑰𝑵𝑮 of footfalls—⠀⠀⠀drunken movement's,⠀miasma of alcohol as lank arms fall to drape around his⠀⠀⠀─⠀⠀⠀
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⠀⠀⠀─⠀⠀ wrong⠀───⠀:⠀⠀𝐔𝐑𝐆𝐇. throat tight. fingers blur upon the page. ink filling in.
the scent of it lingers. a frustrated groan,⠀﹠.⠀he's on his feet. moving along⠀⠀⠀─⠀⠀⠀
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⠀⠀⠀how many hours had passed since mimi had left for work⠀𖤠⠀how long had roger been left alone⠀𖤠⠀not like he wasn't used to it. in fact,⠀he preferred it that way ⠀⠀⠀─⠀⠀⠀
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⠀⠀⠀─⠀⠀hand,⠀﹠.⠀sound of a pen scratching along a 𝙉𝙊𝙏 so empty page.
a few more more hours,⠀a few more scratches of ink upon the page. the lyrics are all⠀⠀⠀─⠀⠀⠀
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⠀⠀⠀─⠀⠀heavy,⠀it grew colder. the former frontman ended his serenade.
finding himself back in their shared apartment,⠀guitar lay at his feet. a ruined notebook in⠀⠀⠀─⠀⠀⠀
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⠀⠀⠀─⠀⠀hum followed,⠀but nothing came of it.
just 𝙖 𝙢𝙖𝙣,⠀﹠.⠀𝙝𝙞𝙨 𝙜𝙪𝙞𝙩𝙖𝙧—⠀the melody remained soft,⠀peaceful even,⠀with a hint of pain. as the night grew⠀⠀⠀─⠀⠀⠀
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⠀⠀⠀─⠀⠀guitar in hand,⠀he had made his way to his favorite place. enjoying the fresh air⠀﹠.⠀the solitude that came with it. strumming a few cords,⠀a soft⠀─⠀melodic⠀⠀⠀─⠀⠀⠀
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⠀⠀⠀─⠀⠀though,⠀he had ventured out about an hour or two ago. if only to catch some fresh air.
𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘳𝘰𝘰𝘧𝘵𝘰𝘱 𝘴𝘦𝘦𝘮𝘦𝘥 𝘵𝘰 𝘤𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘯𝘢𝘮𝘦. so,⠀with⠀⠀⠀─⠀⠀⠀
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