Pushing the light like fractured glass out of my eyes was always easy darkness came anyway fed by myself and encouraged by all that I am. turning away from temptation like turning the other cheek was always easy darkness came anyway attracted like a moth to a moth, not the light. Every living breath, held in stasis, breathing was autonomous, don't think. darkness came anyway enraptured in itself, fed by my need for all that you are. Pushing the light from my eyes was always easy for someone like me darkness came anyway built in from birth pushing from the inside.
Reason for writing:
rebuilding my inner analyst. Picture of me.
Birth sign: Aries
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