the perfect circle of the forever doomed, of the forever banished from freedom..it starts in the incandescent night- my eye of darkness. followed by arrows of sea-like blue i lock myself in shelves of blood and bones and fall into the never ending emptiness of your soul. i rise then in pale shades of skin and search for my only escape - the blossom smile, the warm look, the taste of perfection. the more i feel freedom running through my veins , the more i realize what a mistake i've done. why be free when prison feels so warm?
..and i won't let go.
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