Cursed, that's what I call it, because no matter how good it makes you feel, evil is the smoke in the end,when the end is all that matters. And through the line I'm longing to erase, "Hold on" repeats and I can picture the scene...the click to begin and you suck it all in. I hold back but away it flows, outside when I am alone and I am deep in
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