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An uninvited text

My trembling hands exclaim, what I’m to short of breath to say.
The metamorphasis bagan, my words became yours, through the tips of my hand.
Simultanious truths and lies, unravled alabies revealed.
Spontanious ego change, weakness comes into rainge, I feel.
I chose deception, to learn how I’d been deceaved.
I gained no redemtion but i got what i need.
I coiled up in self pity, while you slithered away
You hissed lies through forked toungue and continued to play.
So I drank in the black, intoxicated by blues
Burned down who I am, then evolved back to you.

(2012)

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