Conversation

We don’t need to have this conversation.

You already know each syllable of my thoughts.

You already read me like a graphic novel.

You’ve already heard more than you ought.

There’s no point to this conversation.

I can’t add more to what you already know.

I can’t be any different to who I am.

I am no more than what’s already on show.

Nothing will change with this conversation.

I’m still broken fragments and pieces ground to dust.

You can’t stick me back together,

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