I cant seem to cross this void in my mind that gets darker and deeper and I am lost in its wary controls, yellow, orange, white, spilling blood with each metaphor. So much I think about change and changes and the future. So much I think about causing pain, taking revenge, biting into you. Tearing your flesh, screaming, digging into you. Different
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