Odd little lines of gray strange to the eyes hiding the lies spots of indecency mirrored by purity shaped into daggers swallowing life fast as quicksand bits of memory lost into the fog different shades for different rays forever gone shall we follow? into the lines of gray there will we stay?
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THAT DOES NOT MAKE ME DILLUSIONAL!!!
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if my therapist(s) never had any proof of my 'insanity' why should i bother finding some for yours?
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