Thoughts provoked

I chase this over valued longing for an unrealistic attachment to an internal craving for pain.
I fear this premeditated narcissistic view of what an infinite dimensional everlasting love would Intel.
My anti socialistic disillusioned mind partakes in a tasteless stale masquerade of terroristic simulations of a forbidden repeated play.
A fantasy that blossoms out of a morphed tangent underlining cause for order within anarchy.
Disturbing the mental traditional awakening for a forced relapse to transcending spiritual awe.
Only to conform to an inner woven culturalistic stench.
Rotting away at the center of my rebelled core.

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