The intricacies of my insanity
where the impossible seems three shorts steps to the left, and one giant leap into insanity…
Harmonica whispers in the darkness, a magical enemy, a story told as old as time, we look at pictures of how we once’s smiled, a handheld, a look, your eyes before they cried, the never after that comes after the forever, we betrayed our younger selves, we broke the promises they made, time heals, time breaks, time takes, and never gives.
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I write about Desire. Sex. Longing. Pain. Darkness. All of it.
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I am the First Eve.
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The intricacies of my insanity 