Currents were not for electricity,
that is what became of them,
what became of us,
would you have frowned,
would you have recognized your mortality,
if I had pointed out when were smiling in that photograph,
would you have ever appreciated your youth,
would you have ever understood it the way you do now
the best you could have ever said to me was nothing,
and then I could have shut my eyes,
and held my breath,
and passed out until I was blue in the lips imagining what life would have been like without me,
but none of this mattered anymore,
because currents were not for electricity,
they were for its desecration
and nothing more
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