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night swallows me like an overdose
I approach its drowsy edge and stare into the abyss of its eye you dwell between worlds melting the strings of my will into handcuffed dreams destination unknown no sanity but a heavy sense of red moon and gasping silences blades of immortal teeth teasing the flesh of the innocent only my shadow knows your real name only you know my real shadow and the fear of it un-heal me I beg you tear this wound apart rub darkness into it and weep with a slash of wrists day bleeds into us once more we’re forced to surface for our first breath of freshly earned pain
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