I hope I snatch away enough heart beats to pay the man without the eyes to take my wing and help me escape the ever so alluring darkness that you so generously bestowed upon me decades ago when you stripped me naked and fed me candy until I passed out waking up inside a cage I built in my sleep to protect me from the world and the world from the wolf I became
stolen heart beats
Published by madmagpie
Stream of happymess 
So visually disturbing, I felt and moved through this, dark words filled in a void of perpetual thought. Great stuff
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Thank you once again. I see these as stream of dark consciousness. breakfree. rushing and gushing out onto the page or the screen… 😉
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It’s exactly how they read, raw and undiluted, brilliantly crafted my friend.
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