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sugar is devil’s stuff - namely what you consist of sweet tastes the tip of the tongue

I wink. you are wrong. I blink. you are gone.

I need just enough attention - yes, like that. to feed soul, cherish scar, dream dreams

note:

when water pours down your face you lie in your own embrace when breathing rough, in any case you find a lot but definitely not your grace

maybe I withold my power bc it will get the rest of me will make my mine universal crabs, shells and fish will see _and the stars too

claiming my potency, my price! WHAT AN AFFAIR what you get is what you project making up my thin air _ well. this is how it ends

duality always necessary. always drama

archiving my past mistakes - breathing them through

identity always shape-shifting. always attached

deleting my memory - ciao_

Ruins are the path TRANSFORMATION

go ahead, ruin yourself

pull the card #13 HORROR needs possibility

my attachment is my fear (in disguise)

I chase to be chosen Pick me pls So I can abandon you later as well