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across her golden, gabled field i saw you-- my beloved, detested, metallic colossus --once starry-eyed, once honey-skinned, we bathed in that shrill of your voice, how endlessly shimmering it was. as if to suggest disturbance to the sky, your darkened eyes pierce upwards they pierce the sky and pierce the clouds and pierce my own. they are your sabers--i realize all too late --forgive me, my beloved, detested, grotesque, your screams were strung on telephone poles while your blood irrigated these wheatfields, and we relished in that ignore and in that bliss and in that love. so, my beloved, detested, unholy swing the iris's hilt-- how i beg of you --and tear down the rain.
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Oct 22, 2019
Oct 22, 2019 at 6:41 AM UTC
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across her golden, gabled field i saw you-- my beloved, detested, metallic colossus --once starry-eyed, once honey-skinned, we bathed in that shrill of your voice, how endlessly shimmering it was. as if to suggest disturbance to the sky, your darkened eyes pierce upwards they pierce the sky and pierce the clouds and pierce my own. they are your sabers--i realize all too late --forgive me, my beloved, detested, grotesque, your screams were strung on telephone poles while your blood irrigated these wheatfields, and we relished in that ignore and in that bliss and in that love. so, my beloved, detested, unholy swing the iris's hilt-- how i beg of you --and tear down the rain.
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M/the milky way
Oct 22, 2019
Oct 22, 2019 at 6:41 AM UTC
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