Friday, February 18, 2022

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You are my darkness, he thought
He'd been delighted to witness her cracked ,rough ,fleshy ,bleeding, open dreadful kind soul, 
He'd been fortunate to feel her wounds oozing blood pus water loathing disgust, his fingerprints scratched anytime he touched her
He saw her fears soaring to warm her sanity else she'd lose everything,. 
He'd given love to her but soar words she heard,

Maybe she was happy in her cold place 
Maybe he was wrong loving her.

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