Under the blacklight you did this to me. You dared to come and turn my flesh inside out. How could you sink in and change the color of my blood so quick, like you were God or something. Like you are my invisible stolen baby's reflected mind turned backward, like a doll's head. How could I let you take my sweet dreams and shape them into Disney's pornographic turnaround fairy tale? You took your turns fucking with my softness and brainwaves. You play with matches...I'd be careful if I were you.
Reason for writing:
I spoke to him, suffice to say, it didn't go well...
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