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the riddles have been peeled away; it seemed so right to paint these puzzles into you , didnt it, but i've unmapped the strategies and pulled the lines around your throat. what seemed out of reach is not only in grasp but so fragile , sneeze hard and i can burn down your entire world. i can make the sun turn its back on you , i could make all your flowers die and rob the nourishment from your very gut. youll hide under your blankets , but the warmth will hover all around and your bones will be barren of satisfaction. it was so easy to sneak into my veins , it was so easy to coax the blood from between the razor-raped boundaries of flesh - it was easy. it won't be easy anymore.