I don't remember what I did yesterday

but I steadily remember soldiers breaking into us

scrapping the inside of our bones with red hearted embroidered daggers + minotaur sword stares

We don't settle for their destitute demands, we never even blink

Shiva always knows its course, she doesn't like to be alone

I'm forgetting myself in the mirror, I have to go back every few seconds, pick myself up by my wedding ring

Dreamers don't do rem dreaming amymore but I remain The Architect of my Dream.

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