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When things have changed..

Sometimes, you can tell that hings have changed, that something has shifted out of place, but you can’t pinpoint exactly why and when. You just know that how you fit together is forever altered. It hurts in a way you can’t explain, it hurts because there’s no one to blame. There’s nowhere to trace it back to, nothing to regret.



I am from the shadows of the midnight eclipse. I have emerged from the aching earth as one summer solstice; haunting you; tilting on your heart's lonely rhythms; whispering indulgently, sweet nothings of future delicate trespasses.

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