The intricacies of my insanity
where the impossible seems three shorts steps to the left, and one giant leap into insanity…
“You brought that upon yourself, you know that, don’t you?” He says through clenched teeth. The only answer he receives is her cries, so he slaps her again across the other cheek, harder this time. “Do you want another?” She shakes her head vigorously. “Good, now the question. Why lie?
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