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I have ridden to the peaks of emotions and I have fallen head over heels at the height of its summit The jagged edges of the flesh tearing rocks releasing me Time and time again. I bleed to death Then awaken fine to start the process once more Looking forward to the leap plummeting to my core. Jagged and torn. There's nothing like being reborn -Xin- July 12, 2013 at 11:07pm ·
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Aug 11, 2013
Aug 11, 2013 at 1:13 AM UTC
From a Friend (revamped for better flow) original 8-7-2012. pre B. Mack losing her mind.
I have ridden to the peaks of emotions and I have fallen head over heels at the height of its summit The jagged edges of the flesh tearing rocks releasing me Time and time again. I bleed to death Then awaken fine to start the process once more Looking forward to the leap plummeting to my core. Jagged and torn. There's nothing like being reborn -Xin- July 12, 2013 at 11:07pm ·
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