befriending truth
Stuck in the hiccup of pain…
Coaxing degradation from innocence…
Unwinding ribbons of hatred…
Recognizing agony casually, while trying to replace responses…
Survival is a tragedy…
Stuck in the hiccup of pain…
Taking the hand of a silhouette that cannot tolerate touch…
Transpiring against lunacy to negotiate with rage…
Living inside raw liquid emotions that must bubble to the surface without abatement…
Relinquishing history is a truce between the shadows that trip through the night…
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