Sincerity

Posted by Michael Maul on 1/13/2026 5:56:48 PM
Chimes of your heartbeat ring in my ears. When sensation evades the disabled the night never seems to end. I am the seducer of truth. What truth can be found in the primitive emotion belonging to the betrayed? If the winter brings relief from a summer of pain then I shall look on the snow as a friend. What of a love created out of obligation? My loneliness is eclipsed only by my need for connection to a love that is unattainable

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