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.x.Articulation 00003.x.Angst and aggrivation. She loves him, He loves Her, and She </b>loves someone else. Twisted.
I want and for naught. I am glass. Hologram. I live a lie, but crave another. Visceral and soul born. Glutton desire, beat sick heart. Want Want Want ....Why?
I am worthy. Reciprocate? Where, why have you hidden? How long? far? I am empty and clamber ever onward search expansive immortal.
Trip stumble tumble suffocate and they are not what I want, push away. Confusion how lost am I? I thank you for the compliment but do not reciprocate. I am questing. And your friendship a treasure too clingy your personage. Still you press on. Why? Do you kick rabid dogs?
I'm foaming its not seltzer.
And again cool glimpse. Kindness. Am I your leech?
I'm afraid of smothering - a warning please? Sob despair confusion. I want to want you boldly. Ashamed silence.
I want your ignorance.
I want your attention.
Black Cruel Despair
.x.Articulation 00002.x.=You've got depressing on you=
Rome silent. I'm struggling. Confused and shaking reality liquid slow. Inconceivable. Brightness blinds; searing details torn away all whitewash incongruously. Slow assembly - travesty, terror, destruction.
Thunder voices concern and all I want is to sit and cry. Hammer chatter annoyance, bullish snort dismay. Go from here, from me.
Silcence, stillness, darkness so far. Masked wolves snarl sympathies. I see the white fang beneath the wool and disdain is king in the janused land.
Reality lingers afar, realization burning a proper path. The accident, mass destruction not anticipated. Swipe aggrivated and pulled away, wetness foreign and familiar. Crimson stained so sways the world.
What has happened to the girl inside?
twist fire, how bright burn empty stars. i suffocate in this fluorescent machine. this amalgamation of violent peace. ravaged and secure i sit sidelined. placid and dormant, a sycophantic observer of my homicide. lethargically dreaming, this void overflows; corrupting and wicked. burrow deeper; morbid curiosity creeps. rotting carcass licking life, expulsion from flesh. apathetic watcher of my own evisceration. i huddle, clinging to this grand mastication of the soul. this all consuming horde. these devils with white wings, saviors of damnation.
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