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post-screamo

i walk through empty streets
the rain collects in my shoes
every step echoes your name
like a warning i can’t unhear

your shadow hangs in the corners
i reach for it, but it shatters
the air tastes like ash and static
and my voice breaks trying to call you back

i scream once, twice
and it folds into the night
the silence answers
and i realize
i’ve been screaming at myself all along