Blink of an eye, its god damn 1st of November now. Time really does have wings. I could still clearly recall what I did during the 1st of October. Memory of the bells that the chapels sound last month was a sweet one. Missed it this month, was busy sleeping the afternoon away. Sighs...

This November swallows me whole, I go veiled in darkness and disease, caress flesh with severed nerves. Fear that all my cries fell upon deaf ears, this gaping hole in my chest is filled with deceit.

For now, I can see it in your eyes, I can feel it in my side.

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