MirrorW

4am scribbles are where I leave you hidden

because our demons needed distance

the beautiful disaster

the ebb and flow

the tide that takes us both

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The face that reverberates in the dark

the maleficent muse, that never amends

try to write you out of my blood

follow you in again

a rabbit hole of playing pretend

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But I’m bound to you, bound to this

bound to the gluttony of punishment

yet here we are now

the minimums of nice

a Freudian slip, left with only remnants

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