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Gifts are meant to be wrapped. Honestly, it’s basic etiquette.

T.L. Martin

Maybe she’d try to understand that the dark images muddled my brain until it hurt, until I had no choice but to let them out.
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Darkness Hurt Image Myself Try Understand
My eyes shut as the fire in my lungs reaches my throat.
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Eyes Fire Hard Time Myself Reach Shut Throat
Madness, as you know, is like gravity. All it takes is a little push.
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Gravity Madness Myself
You will eventually lose control, and when you do – when you lose every last shred of it until you can’t see red from black, right from wrong – I will be here. Ready to back you up, the way you should be doing for me.
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Control Lose Ready See Wrong Yourself
Pushing out a breath, I lean against the wall and slide to the floor. I sit beside her for as long as it takes. Listening until her sobs fade and the shower turns on.
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Breathe Fade Floor Herself Listening Shower
Today, I painted with blood.
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Art Blood Myself One Liner Paint
All the hardest, coldest people you meet were once as soft as water. And that’s the tragedy of living.
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Cold Hard Live People Soft Tragedy Water
Life is going to break your heart. Remember to say thank you.
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Break Heart Life Remember Thankful Yourself
A mouse trying hard to come off as a lion.
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Animal Appearance Fake Hard Pretend
Darkness watches me from every angle. My only friend. From its own place within the silence, it speaks to me in a strange way.
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Angle Darkness Friendship Myself Place Silence Strange Talk
The woods are lovely, dark and deep. But I have promises to keep, and miles to go before I sleep.
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Darkness Deep Forest Jungle Myself Promise Sleep
God, can he see what he’s doing to me.
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God Himself Myself See
Come to me in pieces and exist inside me whole.
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Existence Myself Pieces
His eyes close, and he draws a long breath. When they open again, they’re colder than ever. “And that’s where you’d be disappointed, Lou. There is no good to be found in Death.
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Cold Death Disappoint Draw Eyes Goodness Myself Open
Revenge is all my soul knows. It’s the only thing I’ve lived and breathed for almost as long as I can remember.
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Breathe Live Myself Remember Revenge Soul
I desire very little, but the things I do consume me.
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Consumption Desire Myself

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