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I asked him to take a pic then the 3 of us start talking. He is a good man. They are very much in love. I enjoy them. We talked for several minutes then she introduced herself. She smiles and I see her. Her doppelgänger. Her teeth porcelain white, upper receding gum line, lips of silky smooth, her eyes glisten in the low lit room. She has my utmost attention. I study her head to toe. She stands as tall, her curves just right. An imposter masquerading around as you? I give her space alhough we occasionally touch as the crowd gathers for the show. Damn U…niverse. I thought she was no longer part of me. I guess she’s still on my subconscious shelf. It’s the first of June (too), when she came and went. How fucking Ironic.

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Walking a fine line between genius and insanity. My words are raw, sometimes visceral, and vulgar.  I write to settle my thoughts.  I have triggers that extract emotional immaturity, deep- rooted fears, anger, insecurity, vulnerability, yet I heal with every stroke of the pen.  I might be that monster.  I sometimes scare myself.  Please keep this in mind as you read.  I do not wish to provoke you, though stories need to be told. *not all posts are in real time

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