What even do you want? What do you really want? Is this. This. Enough? Is all you desire all you can see? Is now all you want all you trust there to be? Because if it is, then take all you can, trample, tear, cling, destroy. Overwhelm, abuse, store it all up in your debt laden fortress. Don’t relent, don’t forgive, Don’t ask permission and don’t hold back. Fill your eyes with the night of your own-made glory.
But when morning comes. When morning comes!
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