murmurmara
Sensually Sixty
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- Jan 4, 2014
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Often in my head, I lose track of who I write for. You all seem to mix in, happiness and sadness, pleasure and pain.
A whirling roiling mess of emotions, the darkness inside my head, the loss of an innocent summer, my fearful steps towards a beautiful predator...
Till it's a mix of flashes and darkness that ceases to have distinct meaning... from the confusion two things are clear to me.
I fear that you never read what I write, that my writing screams for you and you don't even realise.
And that, I am addicted to pain. For at least a little while.
Lawwwdy, this is a stunning image.

