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Jan 2015
Shadows. Echoes.
Soft light filling the dark spaces in my mind.
Skin to skin.
Humming and colliding.
Think again and make your choices,
for they make you as well.

Resist the urge.
Go against wrong.
Suppress the gagging feeling.
And just let it go.
Impulses are strong.
Emotion or logic?

Don't get carried away.
Choose well.
Your decisions will haunt you forever.
Panic and fear consume you whole.
Your soul is damaged.
Drain the pain or it will subtly **** you.

Murderous and silent
Guilt makes it's way into your heart.
Tearing it apart
and shattering the ramains, the broken pieces.
Trust no one or trust them all.
Your destiny beholds such tortures that you don't seem to know.

*Life kills us all.
A little weird and vague but well.
Mile Conde
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Mile Conde  Buenos Aires
(Buenos Aires)   
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