Devil’s folly

What are these things called emotions? What is this? Who are you to have the power to wound?

Oh, this is devil’s folly to let down guards and feel and touch and connect.

Better it was to stay inside.

What madness dared me to join the living?

Be done with this weakness of burning chest and bleary eyes.

Enough. Please.

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