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Lets talk about strings

Ones that bind, that secure and choke. Ones that bring us together

If you focus on it you can feel it, The spectral line leading me back to you. I know it to just be self destruction now but it doesn't change the feeling, a direct line to the heart leaving no room for other thought. just you. always you.

I'm not without fault, my love is sharp. It cuts when it should hold, leaving myself a mess of frayed wire and yarn.

You who binds my heart won't read this. This is not for You Seeker but for her. Who knows, maybe you'll find this.

In another life maybe you'd find me, a less wounded creature. guided by those same invisible strings and we'd try again. Sins of this life just a bad dream, maybe we'd fuck it up again, maybe we wouldn't.

Another life, Another world, Another forest