Interlude; 9/23/87 4:34 am - Falling - Crywolf

Four thirty-four a.

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Falling

And so I touched myself that night, like I usually do

Picturing your hands caressing me

Yet every time I close my eyes, the only face I can see was Lucifer’s

«He'll never leave you alone, you know?»

you said

Sitting in a chair in the corner of the room

«He knows your scent.»