Alone and frightened.
with him, myself. His conscious rips. shreds the tears- he cannot know so much. He is a dark night. terror, I am. A coiled beast inside, with the dripping darkness of time. He wants to strike, I do. The lust to tear, the urge to burn. He wants to bite. Wallowing, patience bubbling, beneath the murky pool- the place where spirits churn. Diamonds to dust: He wants the pain, I want to love.
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