i want you, want you, distorted myriad, my precious reflections. you've got blood on your hands, your hair is soaked, trailing me step by step into the.... i hate you, hate you, sleepy flowers, my despisable friends. you've got sinister grip, and it burns like yesterday's skin. i love you, love you, pretty sky, my only outlet in this relentless pilgrimage into the..... keep the ship, i've got the sails, timely ditch, if all else fails!
oh this i like. the way you set it up is fantastic, and the ambiguity of it all only adds to its mystery...and yet the emotion in it is recognizable... weeeiiiirrd nice work. i shall read it again.
