Astigmatism

Ghostlimb

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A time so low.
He's scratching out his eyes.
No time for rest.
No time for assurance.
He'll keep pushing away.
He'll keep his eyes wide open.

Question.
Observe.
Question.
Observe.
Repeat.
He won't stop until the ones who love him are gone.
He won't stop.
He's lost in the lies he's told himself.
He won't stop until they're all gone.
He'll keep pushing away.
Just please don't let him go.