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mooselast
mooselast
closed eyes awaken to a figure whom just provoked a vision standing above sword raised in hand thrusting down into your soul his sweat drips watered eyes awaken to a figure increasing curiosity that strikes tremendous amounts of fear and excitement
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Oct 28, 2015
Oct 28, 2015 at 1:40 AM UTC
closed eyes
my legs feel weird spark a smoke standing outside of the door you think of time and wonder when the stars died the cool outside breeze pulls you lightheaded, the waves relax you but your fingers are still numb fuzzy heads with blurred eyes big and blue, with the most intoxicating smile that led me through a door which stood at the end of the porch exhaling while the rain poured and the band played forced nods I've fallen through the door to the other side
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Oct 28, 2015
Oct 28, 2015 at 1:35 AM UTC
rainfall in October
strange dreams 
 hazy afterwards 
can’t tell if… 
I don’t remember last night. I laughed and laughed in the furthest depths of my mind, alone 
until
 the man with the gun 
 he got us strange dreams 
with a new judgement 
held over them all swallow and relax, I do this all the time
 yes, now inhale. the dreams end I think 
can’t tell if… I’m…
I laughed and laughed 
a life to forget
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Oct 27, 2015
Oct 27, 2015 at 3:07 AM UTC
blunt
heat isn’t good, but the wall collapsed and freed the relaxing, never ending wave of cool blasts of the sweetest grasp. one eye shut, the flow of the tempo at the top of your soul; swaying legs while content on the solid floor that the cushion never seems to really let you forget. space and stars on my mind while the sky and the clouds aren’t really the same, or is the universe above our very eyes. flowers transition, they put a nice mental. the music blares through the headphone which echoes into the room to the left, right, and kinda in-between. I guess she is beautiful in her own pitiful way.
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Oct 27, 2015
Oct 27, 2015 at 3:02 AM UTC
stones and clouds
I woke up this morning My mind consumed by you I feel a sense of mourning The death of a mutual love The birth of a lonesome love Here I am Hurt Again
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Apr 2, 2014
Apr 2, 2014 at 9:26 AM UTC
you you you