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Ink-stains.

May 3, 2015Kadeen 3 Comments

Ink-stains mar my nails–

Like my love for you has scarred,

And darkened my soul.

 

 

K.N.O.W.

Sunday, May 3, 2015. 17:15 hrs.

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Dregs.

May 2, 2015Kadeen 1 Comment

People will often ask for all of you, the very dregs of your soul, but panic when you gift it to them. And in return, you’ll be offered naught. Then, you are taught to appreciate this emptiness, and grovel in pleasure at their feet, when you are offered more.

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Sabbath, May 2, 2015. 19.50 hours.

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