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It hits me,

suddenly,

with enough force to break my spine.

With all the warning

of an assassin’s bullet,

it is upon me.

Some might call it “inspiration”, mais 185 palavras

Consequences

never mattered.

We never sought the end result;

just pain,

for the sake of pleasure.

Damn tomorrow,

we were impervious.

We were wrong,

of course; mais 196 palavras

Morning.

Another savage iteration.

Days of the long drawn ice,

veins of cold that no longer flow,

and waves that no longer crash.

Rail against hardship. mais 117 palavras

Tell me what you want from me.

Don’t lie,

don’t hide,

don’t ascribe

your desires to another’s heart.

I have prayed for you.

I have slaved for you. mais 242 palavras

You made all of this,

everything

around you.

You’re a creator.

You didn’t even know it,

did you?

You spoke all of this

into existence… mais 76 palavras

Leave it to me.

I promised I would take care.

Swore that I’d never be afraid,

never hurt you,

never stray.

Now,

How does it feel, mais 169 palavras

At the end of a prayer,

when the breath is exhaled,

before another is drawn in.

There is a choice we make,

whether the words… mais 140 palavras