This is a true 1. alexithymia at its greatest.
For me my words are like poison.
And with each sentence it becomes an object of ostranenie.
Walking into the jungle of vagary.
3. Dormiveglia, dormiveglia.
Eyes open upon a closed mind.
Constantly walking in the sun like a true 4. heliophilia.
Thoughts cast upon this 5. retrouvaille.
Finally we meet.
Writing down to the very fragile bones.
An insatiable appetite to embrace with a scripturient as the nature
This is but a past 7. mizpah.
Time to 8. uitwaaien, uitwaaien with no where else to go.
For 9. tacenda is the way it should be.
Rather then this 10. lalochezia filling up all these pages.
Ace Of Black Hearts
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