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Art is a private piece of me.

T.L. Martin

Maybe I’ve dragged myself through the mud since then, but even mud hardens beneath your shoes. I must be standing on a mountain of it by now. And no one can touch me from way the hell up here.
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Hard Hell Myself Stand Touch
When half the town, law enforcement included, has paid the woman in question for an ‘adult evening,’ it’s almost impressive how quickly she loses credibility.
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Herself Impression Law Lose Pay Price Question Quick Woman
If you are afraid of darkness, you are afraid of your own soul.
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Afraid Darkness Philosophy Soul Wisdom Yourself
I never knew hell would be so spick-and-span.
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Cleaning Expectation Hell Myself
Before I found an outlet through sex and blood.
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Blood Myself Sex
Somewhere along the way, she weaved herself so deeply into my veins I can’t fucking inhale without her breathing life into me.
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Along Breathe Deep Life Love Myself Relationship Way
Embrace the glorious mess that you are.
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Embrace Glory Mess Self Love Yourself
The scariest monsters are the ones that lurk within our souls.
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Monster Oneself Ourselves Scare Soul
But I was still weird enough that people otherwise left me alone.
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Alone Enough Myself Weird
We have no use for people who don’t want to be here.
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People Requirement Willing
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
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
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
God, can he see what he’s doing to me.
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God Himself Myself See
Gifts are meant to be wrapped. Honestly, it’s basic etiquette.
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Basic Gift Honesty Wrap
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

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