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To lose the robust and ephemeral vitality, is waking up in dazed desolate imitation, that creases and crinkles euphoric principality. Blades of grass, sharp tipped spears of unreality. A chilling, a challenged negation; to lose the robust and ephemeral vitality. Spinning round the ugly formality, are snickers, unshy sneers of an evil salvation, that creases and crinkles euphoric principality. Thrilling no longer a verb, piano key pressing its precious mortality into her throbbing thrashed temple dictation. To lose the robust and ephemeral vitality. A ****** numb soul with the criticality of skeptics, chewing their lips, a dead cell castration emotional stripping, slipping into complete impromptu filtration. That creases and crinkles euphoric principality.
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Jun 21, 2012
Jun 21, 2012 at 10:39 PM UTC
Depression: An Explanation
To lose the robust and ephemeral vitality, is waking up in dazed desolate imitation, that creases and crinkles euphoric principality. Blades of grass, sharp tipped spears of unreality. A chilling, a challenged negation; to lose the robust and ephemeral vitality. Spinning round the ugly formality, are snickers, unshy sneers of an evil salvation, that creases and crinkles euphoric principality. Thrilling no longer a verb, piano key pressing its precious mortality into her throbbing thrashed temple dictation. To lose the robust and ephemeral vitality. A ****** numb soul with the criticality of skeptics, chewing their lips, a dead cell castration emotional stripping, slipping into complete impromptu filtration. That creases and crinkles euphoric principality.
A Villanelle. Such a cool form name.
brianna-heins
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Jun 21, 2012
Jun 21, 2012 at 10:39 PM UTC
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