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Nov 2019
The darker darkness:
All that's there's to be found.
I hark my harness
For you, I'm pleasure-bound.

The darkest darkness;
Of the beyond, I yearn.
I loathe your caress,
You leave me here to burn.


The loneliness consumes me,
I give of you my love.
You treat me as a ******,
I never feel at home.

Distorted sorts of beauty:
What our friendships are made of
But because it's my duty
Ignorance goes unknown.


Is nothing wrong?
These friendships are one-sided!
I play along,
I can't seem to fight it...
Asominate
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Asominate  21/Guyana, South America
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