"Somehow I do no mind that you remain nameless,
so long as I can forget that I was ever reckless.
There is no fury in these words,
no passionate disregard -
and yet, if only you were blind enough,
if only you were gone.

Carve you out, erase you,
numb the spot,
and bite;
Carve you out and burn you
for those saintly eyes,
within those narrow walls."

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So much for wishing through smoked screens.