I care for and to be embraced to darkness,
Squeezed into the arms of unseen,
Kissed by the red lips of the evil
To clear the innocent minds of those
Who live under the shades and shadows
Yes, I’ve partaken in and out, enveloped,
I have enjoyed physical hurting of myself,
The symptoms can be mind blowing
Besides the euphoria from the sensation
Weakness I get from being suffocated,
I have a dual personality. I like nurturing
with the images of birth and death.
There is something scientifically
spiritually satisfying, grabbing, absorbing
for me to push the envelope
to see what’s on the other side
of those doors to death,
death of the soul, not the body "

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