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Lunacy and love. Orgasms and tears. Stability and consequence. The Price we pay to live the life we desire. The form of payment, I know what mine is now, I know it's due. But to bring myself walking to the counter...breathing is heavy, the method, shivering. I feel liberated, falling fast away from it all. Truth and manipulation. You tried to manipulate me, I, the truth am falling fast away from it all, from you on this, the night you lost me. And you play your game of fools, of being born and given away, you move the pawns-they sway to you...but they know, as I, as you the outcome is already set-Fire and Ice. Bottles of loneliness. They lay shattered around you.