Taker
Bitterly, savagely, deeply
battering ram anguish crushing neck
I think I remember memories that haven’t happened (yet?)
Self-fulfilling prophecy, I read and then think and internalise ruminate mull over massage, fingers denting skin until it becomes part of me, my falsified history
I am a consumer of pain I take what is not mine to feel and devour it, ravenous
I’m looking for an excuse to be broken
I know mine isn’t good enough
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