i take pen in hand today to write about watching someone i loved disappear people i used to know that told me lies i fight my own self-destruction i used to be anti-everything now i drink i've turned into someone i don't really like or do i? i don't really know i'm numb to the touch but brush your fingers against my arm and i shiver as if in orgasm i feel unmoored i landed up against a wall and looked hard at my attacker i swung and it swung and we both struck and i lay on the ground and wondered who was this?? and than my attacker pulled off his mask it was me and my twin grinned at me. so after this chilling effect the harm it wrecked i looked at my own self-destruction it comes too fast i'm not ready and we never are. we can never ever know our own wreckage i stare into the setting sun i have become... something.Birth sign: Aries
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