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May 2015
Welcome to the beginning again.
I am here to hold you up until you can stand to be aware.
I may be your demon while you wake, but as you rest I sustain you.
You created me to save you, and I do.
You hate me for my viciousness,
But I hate you for your weakness.
And I will be here, the framework that you are seared away to,
The skeleton, blackened, that remains when all the rest of you is ash from yet another thoughtless soul you reached for.
You reach and reach, unable to resist.
And I watch and watch, unable to prevent it,
And you tumble down, and I stand like steel.
Like iron.
I am your proxy,
Your venomous caretaker,
I am the one who tortures you lovingly back to life each time you give until you've bled out.
Welcome to the beginning again.
I am you,
If you had fangs.
Mikaila
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Mikaila
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