Random scribbles, thoughts and ideas cooked up in my mind . Some from memory some well trained obsessions. Some dark, some disgusting, some saintly, some sickening. The regurgitation of my sometimes tired, sometimes stimulated, sometimes dead mind.
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Wednesday, September 4, 2019
DARK HEAT
Standing at the doorway
her heart skipped many a beat
Flapping noises grew louder
Like the pitter patter of a million feet
Shivering as the darkness descended
She surrendered
Dark Heat
Dark Heat
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