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I say I’m done but then the morning light breaks through and a new day starts again. My head is still reeling from the day before. I wonder today what my reality will be.
I see him for the devil he is. Sucking the life from me.
The ring master of his own circus. No one knows the script but him. The world spins on its axis. The sky is green and the grass is blue. In the daylight people are good at night they are bad. They conspire against him. Ghosts that haunt him.
The only reason I gave in again was because he pretended to hurt.
It was a game of chess the whole time. Is it the last act? Is it sad I wished this devil would have died as he held his heart in his hands.
Why is a person like him allowed to live? Allowed to torment.