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Feb 2018
You were my friend
when I wasn't mine at all
Surrounded by demons around
in my mind, the lovely swamp

There was no vinculation between us
but my hysteria and inadequateness
And now we die in weak hello's
We don't die: we never were, so...

Our worlds never were one
I simply ****** into your pure blood
to purify mine
Your innocent, white, bland blood
My sick, deranged, psychotic thoughts
My fear beating strong
Descending each day deeper below
And bland and paralyzed I become!
And drowning...and down

And now we die. It feels good to end.
For truth shines, and the double sides of reality
show their head
How much I cling(ed) on to you
How I let the time pass
How little we had to talk
How many lies poured into us!
Battling with my mind to utter words
How together we were
How separate we are
How we grew up
Courtney O
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Courtney O  27/F/Madrid
(27/F/Madrid)   
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