due to strangeness and macabre.
Holding my breathe, caressing my victims
never lost sight of thee far.
Wounded, abused. Emotionally scared
pass the point of hesitation.
I found a hole, across a binary world.
step off, I can at any station.
blurry eyed, confused mind.
lets meet for a coffee or two
time tells, though now its over
was it really all true.
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