Status: I may be you, you may be I.

Crime of Desire

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"You should touch the good", was nurtured by my parents since I was born. But the bad deeds by good girl couldn't be consumed in my mind. And I killed her with my heart. The flesh was cut into round shapes. Then put black color to reveal her real identity. I dug the lawn and placed the bones into a triangle shape. In each triangle, I created another one to fulfill it. The black masks were thrown down in the overhead.

Later, I cemented the hole and built two pillars to hold my swing frame. I flew there up and down, back and forth asking my soul to give me the strength to accept the things which I couldn't alter.