The Near Miss

The Near Miss

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"I don't know exactly where I am. Or even who I am for that matter." I open my eyes to see darkness. Where am I? My head is throbbing from some infliction done before I lost the bet. That's all I can recall. I lost the bet. I don't remember what it had been about, or even who it was with. I can only remember a jolt of energy coursing through my body, before everything fell into black. I would tell more about my story... But I cannot. Maybe if you bare with me, you will understand the life I am learning is my own. Maybe, if we must, we can assist each other on this dark walk.
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Before I Sought the Light I Was: Entangled in the hurricane of carnal desires whilst fighting against the flow-less and time-consuming isolation that tempted me to stay in my place. I was staring at my own reflection for a number of days, hoping that when I blinked, I would see something change. When nothing did I began dancing into my psyche and peeping through keyhole at the center of my mind and through it I saw an endless battle between the perpetual darkness that loneliness entails and the wet roses of lust. I saw a war break out between the icy lands of my heart and the volcanic eruption of my thoughts. The shadows in the corner sending whispers via pigeons that would get caught in jet engines before they could be delivered to an ear eager to listen. As I stared through that peephole, hardly noticing the door, I wondered--and I wandered, until I was unable to distinguish either.

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