The intricacies of my insanity
where the impossible seems three shorts steps to the left, and one giant leap into insanity…
A separate letter,
written without care,
a flair of substance,
lost in translation,
we see through eyes closed,
while minds weave woes,
classification of decent,
loss of sleep,
a rainbow painted in one colour,
a book written with one word,
thousands of playthings,
a broken sidestep,
we are the things given,
while you are the things kept…
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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.
where the impossible seems three shorts steps to the left, and one giant leap into insanity...
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The intricacies of my insanity 