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interconnected web of shit
something about our history is so hot to me. it’s sick and twisted and demented but i’m a creature of darkness and my madness is maddening and the depth are deepening, darkening.. until i shatter like black glass on my clear marble floors; dripping, dripping, dripping— cutting, bleeding, seething..
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i can taste your anger on my tongue; your cheeks harbor feelings of greed , insanity, your possessions possess you, judt like how they me.. but you are one inhalant i wish to always breathe, no matter how many times i have dug deep into men that do not know who i am at my soul, not the way you do..
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you see, my words may be fragile, unstable but my heart— see, and they think they know loyalty, but not unless they always go back to a person in which they vowed they’d return to will they ever know loyalty; they act like they know, but they don’t.
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and we’re just about to be on the cup of a regime that never was able to decide, design itself against itself into crevices that weren’t meant to be made out of flesh.. but then were, only to treated like outside skin.
© Fae 💕