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To keep memories without calling it a diary or journal is rather difficult. 

>_>

Barbecue fork tearing the roof of my mouth. Back and forth. It’s not suicide, rather the degree in which my inner strength is measured. My ability to introspect. Am I capable of rebuilding certain foundations? A floor of a tower built laying down on its side. Nonsensical nonsense must be torn down, debris exhumed from the foundation. A monolith covered in lime powder with wings made of gold takes its place. It bears your resemblance as it stands directly in front of the bright light of the sun and reflects its bright light.Progression through constant self-infliction.