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My heart is empty tonight...
Making me cold and treacherous. There is a darkness lingering. I know not its purpose. Its control is endless, influential, and yet, I am willingly submissive. This union activates unknown elements within me. Inventing. Conceiving. I have detected a phenomenon in me. My eyes have become threatening, intimidating, continuously desired. My mouth is supple, iniquitous, craved. My words are potent, more than ever. Many underestimate their vivacity. This enlightenment is composing loneliness in my existence. Will this atmosphere ever diminish? Or will it suffocate?
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