tahariel: (Cloud for brains)
It's been a year
                       and
I am still brittle with your poison.
                                          There is a piece of you inside me.
        Thinking of you makes me
nauseous with
  self-loathing
and
      sordid-feeling
  and
regret for the way I still
                      dance on your strings

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