wandering through the abyss

14 March
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i tend to be what you fear most; the cold, calculating truth. i stand in the shaddows waiting for my spotlight, and when it comes its never as it seems. my frailties illuminated while my strengths remain hidden. my mystery seduces you, bends you to my will while i secretly beg for you to hurt me. the pain, such a sweet addiction that it envelops my whole being. will i ever get out?