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this cracking open ripped sail widespread fingertips, broken nails inside an effort is intention inside intention is a story, experience & all these lessons I've learned are getting used up forcefully is this the way it's supposed to be? cause it feels strange *when do Ravens sleep & what does that feel like? where did I go? I think I know something.* wild nights, bending and stretching bending & bleeding I'm tired of feeding on this word eating syllables I am not hungry for constantly unconsciously incessant counting consonants four letter words for poor pleasured girls honestly we're all crawling sideways a billion different sidewalks searching for what - leftover organs, trace-lines another time, some other life another night keeping quiet
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May 19, 2015
May 19, 2015 at 1:37 PM UTC
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this cracking open ripped sail widespread fingertips, broken nails inside an effort is intention inside intention is a story, experience & all these lessons I've learned are getting used up forcefully is this the way it's supposed to be? cause it feels strange *when do Ravens sleep & what does that feel like? where did I go? I think I know something.* wild nights, bending and stretching bending & bleeding I'm tired of feeding on this word eating syllables I am not hungry for constantly unconsciously incessant counting consonants four letter words for poor pleasured girls honestly we're all crawling sideways a billion different sidewalks searching for what - leftover organs, trace-lines another time, some other life another night keeping quiet
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May 19, 2015
May 19, 2015 at 1:37 PM UTC
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