They claimed it would ease, heal, serve as a catalyst to the clotting the arcane pits dug in the center of circulation,
That primes all the unsaid that we nurture inside.
But little did we know, it was a way of fabricating a sense of relief that there was a way out,
That they could all be gone, soon
But can you elucidate, the thrombosis,
The spasm or the anguish we feel when we look into the eyes of the ones who have evoked those memories?
Am I of an unknown that this major factor of life doesn't seem to numb me?
Well, I guess we've been living based off of fallacies then.
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The Real Reed
Fanfiction"I want you to look me in the eyes and tell me you don't want me." He says, his hot breath aggressively fanning my face from his harsh breathing, and I have to fight the urge to just lean in. "Tell me that these past couple of weeks meant nothing to...
