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Dark bits.

well, it's dark bits of prose, isn't it?
4 years ago. June 14, 2020 at 11:38 AM

Let's play a game.

I will pretend I am somebody else.

you pretend to believe me.

Touch me in the night darkness, a welcome mask.

Make believe happiness, simulated joy

our foundation.

Overbright smiles familiar pecks on the cheek,small sweet lies

our pillars.

Stale caresses.

urgent, hungry dead mouths weekly erotic obligation

our slatted roof.

We hold each other through the years. afraid to let go of what is no longer there.

Our shelter an illusion built on empty words and fog. carried away by the smallest winds of change.

RedKat{Not now } - A lot of meaning written through the lines...
4 years ago

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