we fall apart in each-other’s eyes as playful angels turn to vicious demons in pursuit of delicate inadequacies devouring love turning it to hate inviting in famished neediness for something that will never be reached for despair’s claws have long now been embedded deeply into our souls sucking out whatever little life is left till we are both irreversibly dead life wasted gone
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You paint a picture of pain, of sorrow, words my friend, you have a way with them.
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Thank you profoundly for your words…