Pause. Think. Allow for the sharp outtake of breath.
She creeps up behind me and draws me into her toxic embrace.
Dark kisses, of nothingness and pleasure.
Just when I think my fantasy will continue, she whispers in my ear
“The World Does Not Revolve Around You”
Left pondering- she disappears after she says this,
Karma is indeed a bitch-and i’ve ended up on the tail-end of her latest joke;
Sweet seduction disappearing into the cold truth,
-Her voice echoes in my mind.
“The World Does Not Revolve Around You”
The world, once my oyster, has closed in,
Encapsulated me in a bubble of my thoughts,
A protective prison of my own construction.
-It reverberates through my soul
“The World Does Not Revolve Around You”
Humbled now. Stronger Even.
Made whole by my defeat.
I know the world doesn’t revolve around me, and I don’t mind it.
But for you, remember
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