Becoming the Evil Dog
Over and over the night plays on this page. I’m in my head… “I’m in love with a scarlet whore”… She teaches me these nightly lessons… A beast I’ve become!!! Many faces shining in the moon’s light paint an image of myself which is false when held to the light…
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