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My fate was sealed

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Can't keep my eyes from the circling sky ~ disaster queer ~ autism & cptsd ~ 43yrs
housecat irl
I play a yinglet on the internet
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MiserablePileOfWords
@MiserablePileOfWords

In my dreams, I am the city.

Groaning.
Arteries perpetually clogged.
Feverish.
Crumbling from within.
Constantly under attack from parasites.
Trying to suck me dry.
Remake me in their image.
Ultimately destroy me.

But still I persevere.
Because this is where you live.
And I want to cradle you for as long as you'll let me.

Then I wake up, and you're not there,
but I know I'll see you again tonight.
And that's enough for me.

In my dreams, I am yours.


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