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May 2018
1.  Was I supposed to become a desert in the centre of winter? Was the ivy supposed to coil  around my hands. Ever so tightly.
2. Deciphering ambiguous signals is a prelude to madness
3. Let me ****** you with the promise of never after.
4. Trying to sink a while in these threads of light.
5. Syllable altered mood
6. It gets hard in the middle, the start is child's play and the end. Always is.
7. I was confused, set adrift, I haven't been able to find my footing since.
8. Sometimes we die before our dreams breath their last breathe.
9. Wrapped in debris, what was constellates at my very feet.
10. Mosaic of all that has disintegrated.
11. Eviscerate the issue.
12. All my longing carried away in the breeze.
The Noose
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The Noose  32/F/Standing on the gallows
(32/F/Standing on the gallows)   
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   Timothy
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