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Sometimes the face shifts faceless,
And just when you take a peek into it it reconstructs you cant call it. Its all in your head you tell yourself to move foward hoping to fall pray to your own deceite.
Todays lesson was the harshes, tutored by the marshes lousisiana ground zero land of the heartless. Its ruthless if you let it be sometimes i wonder am i influenced by it or is it just a manifestation of me. The crystal cracks when i asked so i bit my toung. Numb to the familiar taste of my blood, i keep pushing foward hoping to believe my own deciete keeping myself in a loop, looping a hopeful dream, i wanted my nightmare to feel good so bad im shifting it prentending that the knifes are flowers and the tares in my flesh are intimate, one day ill learn the lesson until then im just another soul twisted for an interesting pen. Here we go again.
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