The intricacies of my insanity
where the impossible seems three shorts steps to the left, and one giant leap into insanity…
N-N-No, p-p-p-please s-s-s…”
“AIN’T NO TIME LEFT FOR PLEASES!” the man yells as he stomps a boot down onto one of Paul’s hands, causing him to scream out in pain. “You had plenty of time earlier to stop and come quietly. You had plenty of time to face the music!”
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I write about Desire. Sex. Longing. Pain. Darkness. All of it.
Where the dark ones roam.
I am the First Eve.
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