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Slowly and I do mean soooooooo slow but so slowly and sweet that something seems to change. Day becomes night, dark becomes light and I swear something has changed and I dont know if I can find my way back......or even if I could if I wanted to.

Moonlight on a black garden of thorns and why am so awake at 3am ? why this terrible thirst ? why does the dark and the moon and the mist and the dusk and the lust give me such an itch in my blood?

If I could bring myself to rewind and remind myself of last Saturday night, angels skin like the moon, cold and pale as porcelain, glowing and bruised, such green tired eyes, softly spoken curses while her arms round my neck seem to strangle......................... and bite? seemed so right at the time but........... ah well............ I dont know.

And I was certain I would see her around, inevitable in such a small town but not a sign, hide not hair of her can be found and no-one seems to recall her being around.

I'm too tired to eat and too hungry to sleep