at two in the morning i remember yesterday like it was just a minute ago. trudging through anylises and writings, critical sources, i can't even read anymore. fatigue has kept me company, but oh, he moved on, abandoning me, waving good bye, upon the realization that i would not take part in his games. the blood rises to my eyes, stripey red, oh my
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