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Harrowed eyes beckon from the shades of jacaranda branches it is almost poetic how false true pain can shine almost like a lip bitten and hacked down to the stumps of flesh trying to pursue a mimicry of joy 'oh hail' 'oh hail' the sunshine bellows from the gallows the glinting rusted metal so alike your eyes 'oh rain' 'oh rain' 'Tis not rain but mellowed waterfalls falling from the heavens with the most regal of graces 'oh mine' 'oh mine' the haunted quail of a hunter beneath jacaranda shades rattles and hisses like the exotic beast within her skin 'oh do' 'oh nay' is the echoed tantalizing that never lets up.
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Oct 28, 2018
Oct 28, 2018 at 5:43 AM UTC
Oh, to the jacaranda
Harrowed eyes beckon from the shades of jacaranda branches it is almost poetic how false true pain can shine almost like a lip bitten and hacked down to the stumps of flesh trying to pursue a mimicry of joy 'oh hail' 'oh hail' the sunshine bellows from the gallows the glinting rusted metal so alike your eyes 'oh rain' 'oh rain' 'Tis not rain but mellowed waterfalls falling from the heavens with the most regal of graces 'oh mine' 'oh mine' the haunted quail of a hunter beneath jacaranda shades rattles and hisses like the exotic beast within her skin 'oh do' 'oh nay' is the echoed tantalizing that never lets up.
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Star_Light
19/Transmasculine/Australia
Oct 28, 2018
Oct 28, 2018 at 5:43 AM UTC
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