Your vicarious and hidden messages telling stories from one side of the mirror are just the reflection of the mountain of little details that broke the glass.
Keep telling the same one-sided fables you got your own audience of captived allies who wouldn't ever reach out to find.
The insults and soft jokes you pretend are not against the past or the charactdrs of your tell-tale stories, are just a way through inside your soul.
Qualities that can't be denied but those dark features you claim to see in others can bring you down. Trust denied and danger alerts are set.
Predator, there are no victims but two responsible people of fracturing the sacred place. You can not play the same act time and time again.
You can only fool yourself for this long. Public stunts as a strategic and a sistematic run down for your approval. Have you thought of what lies behind?
Be safe and secure on your little altar Queen of smoke, you are surrounded by those who will comply to the hypodermic needle you broadcast.
Validation by whom? Yet you earned the place you withdraw with justice. Standing ovation for the act, the pictures and the aftermath. You win, don't you?
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Como hubiera sido hermoso ser la inspiración de una sola de tus líneas... Pero ya no
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