Some things are better left unsaid;
just as some thoughts are better left for dead.
This captor of mine,
seems to be of thine own creation.
I know not of its title therein,
nor that of whom or what you speak.
Should you dine with wolves,
I shall dine amongst the swine of
society.
In this life
it tends to be
all
or nothing.
I’m not so sure,
I only want
All…
Or nothing…
What if I thought,
With my own mind creating my own thoughts,
That I wanted something different?
Life is never
Just this or
just that.
Its always a choice;
a choice between
two evils.
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