I was lied to from the start.
You took hours I cannot get back.
You turned my brain into a onesighted mess.
My eyes can ruin lives.
Can ruin my life with just a glance.
Almost did, and probably will.
Unless I never see you again.
You’re venom for my heart and soul.
There’s never been a good form of you.
No matter how real you seem.
No matter how happy they claim to be.
I must control my every move.
Control every little thing I see.
So your claws can’t grasp on me.
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Julian Hayden
I write for fun so I can become a better writer. My focus is the writing of dramatic stories in whatever genres interest me. My goal is to someday have a published work of fiction that can be bought at a bookstore near you. Follow the THIS.
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