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A Certain Purgative Catharsis - Z

by TheKingInBlack

Relive. Relief. Two words that couldn't be farther apart. Why does it sound so close, yet too far? Relive : a small chime slowly drawing you in, to dream of a dream that was never a dream. A drowsy half state of a dead mind, and the best of your heart's desire. Relief : the guitar strings thudding loudly as the drumming in your breast tolls a bell, that never ends til destinations been reached. The mind singing choirs of devastation averted, and the heart returning back to a slow rhythm. Feel your/my/our exposed nerves. Comprehension breaks down as submission draws nearer.
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TheKingInBlack
30 / M / Singapore
For You?
Written by
TheKingInBlack
30 / M / Singapore
Published
Apr 10, 2020
Time
1m
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"Thank you Jack Daniels, oh number seven."

Autumn Love, Spring Romance Of 2017.

September 2017.

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