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Est. August 18, 2009
dying to remember
Somewhere, centures in the past, my previous incarnations have been on both sides of this equation - the helpless victims, and their killers.They have not forgotten.By writing down these words, bubbling up from the depth of my subconscious, I heal.Or maybe, I sink even deeper... into the vague images from ages unnamed, apartments lit with dark green hue, drugs, violence, crawling on my knees, and falling into darkness.The door between my past lives and the current one must remain closed. Yet my hand remains on the handle, unmoved.
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In Parting  [GC]   4.3 KB
Lovemaking on a deathbed.

In Parting  [GC]   4.3 KB
Lovemaking on a deathbed.