Flashes of a room I’ve never seen,
Smell of bleach and tangerine.
A clipboard voice says: “Breathe again,”
But I was never counting when.

Woke up humming songs I hate.
Could list ten numbers off the tape.
There’s a scar that spells my name —
But no one says who carved the frame.

MK nostalgia — sell me back my past.
False reflections in a shattered cast.
Was that dream mine, or did you plant it fast?
MK nostalgia — first breath or the last?

Family photos look off-center.
A face replaced — I don’t remember.
Home video flickers wrong —
I blink, the color’s gone.

They said it never happened here.
But I still wake with humming fear.
Someone left a wordless file
Taped beneath my old school tile.

“Red light. White noise. Memory hole. Click. Obey. Static. Smile.”
“Now count backwards from the color green.”
“This never happened. You never asked.”

MK nostalgia — is this even mine?
Did you build me just to toe the line?
Everything familiar’s out of time.
MK nostalgia — glitch inside my spine.

"We called it memory. They called it protocol."

MK Nostalgia

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MK Nostalgia

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