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faerielord You're into him
You were into me
into inside within

groaing sweating trickle

i vomit blood and cry milk
life's a buried treasure
polydactyl and out of. the cycle seems to be getting faster and faster. soon enough i'll be on both sides at once, or at least seem to be, since i'm oscillating so quickly. caught in a quantum state where i could be one or the other and it all depends on the observer's context and timing. as the observer and controller of context, i guess it'll all be up to me. i like the thought of commanding my emotions, even if it's only an illusion of control. the feelings themselves are nothing but a silly mirage anyway. it's like playing C under an E minor to present sadness as hope instead. sneaky business. 131129
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