I needed more of reasoning

I became him

I needed less of deceit

I became that

I needed fake flamboyance

I became this

I needed stale stimulation

I became them

I needed magnetic deception

I became her


I became him

I became that

I became them

I became her

to stir up my connived imagination that was suffocating

I became those

sabotaged stolen thoughts of disinfected prophets

I became thump

and wrote bad prose with melting ice

I became trash

and left mumps in their moral throats.



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