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Mr. Who
Awake. Pull your head from the asphalt.
Sanguine Stain remains in your stead.
Your thoughts race about mind wandering,
Golden eyes bolting side to side to side. Lightning fast darting.
I am the truth that was lost. I am the sweet nectar which you seek,
Search for me, Find me, taste me,
Mr. Who.

Thoughts race vividly, dreams of red course by.
Manifests confusion. No focus. No control. Chaos only.
Body spasms. Pumping fist go. Awry twitches jolt.
Energy blooming. Full-Body grimace, can’t release.
A scream howls. Sharp Piercing sound. Mouth agape.
I am the truth that was lost. I am the sweet nectar which you seek.
Search for me, Find me, taste me,
Mr. Who.

A taste of nectar. Memories seep within. Slowly,
Truths return. Shattered pieces, rays of light ooze back,
Remembering. This sweet ambrosia turns sour. In truth comes,
Suffering. Pain Burning, searing once again into the mind.
I am the truth that was lost. I am the sweet nectar which you seek.
Search for me, Find me, Taste me,
Mr. Who.

Past memories mend together. Sour turns nauseating. The truth,
Repulsive. A sweet matron, no longer. Eyes burning, mind aching.
Not truth, Memory. Piercing, jagged memory. Pieces fitting.
Do you know what you did? Do you know why she’s gone.
Push further, into agonizing tunnel, you crawl. You must know what happened.
I am the truth that was lost. I am the sweet nectar which you seek.
Search for me, Find me, Taste me,
Mr. Who.

Further in, further sting. You crawl deeper through your mind,
Every flicker bringing torture. The memory slowly pieces together.
She returns, face smeared, breath wreaking, bottle in hand.
Musk whiffing. Treachery totes raging white flash. Anger.
Iron memory recoils. Jolts of pain. You grabbed the gun. You pulled the trigger.
An act of passion, maybe. An act of weakness, yes.
I am the truth that was lost, yet now I have been found.
I am the sweet nectar which you seek, yet once found, I taste sour.
Search for me, you have,
Found me, you have,
Taste me, you have.
Now you realize who you are,
Mr. Who.





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