Rejoice! I have returned. I know you have missed me while I have been away. I have been living in a room with no roof & no rules. I am worn & weary with all the smiles I have smiled. How merry I was. A masquerade for my widow heart. Here is the peak, the one that pierced you. Remorse! I haven’t made love to you in ages. Watch as my index rustles the dust on my memories of you. I belong here with your melancholy & the ghost skin I so dearly miss. I can read it with my hands. I can read you with my hands.
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I belong here with your
melancholy & the ghost skin I so dearly miss.
I can read it with my hands.
I can read you with my hands.
LOOOOOOVE!