I kept waiting for the bedtime stories.
They never came.
And there I was,
crying in the closet
when a hand pulled me back,
covered my eyes
and left me blind in this new world.
"Left or right?"
"Left?"
"Wrong"
"Right?"
"Right. Follow me."
Self Portrait
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I'm empty, next to a body that doesn't move. Fill me with words. I love you.