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sweetness evades me, hiding in my stomach. being broke is not the worst, i guess.. until hunger shakes my bird bones - skinny not an issue, but weightlessly i drift to the keyboard back and again and with lazy eyes tracing the pattern provided over and over a few times more before heart drench me beating around in the brushfire i stand on delicacy, shiver and stammer, foreshadow until you can't reply without stepping on my long skirts trailing and i just woke up, i have no idea what i'm referring to anymore
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Jul 12, 2014
Jul 12, 2014 at 5:14 AM UTC
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sweetness evades me, hiding in my stomach. being broke is not the worst, i guess.. until hunger shakes my bird bones - skinny not an issue, but weightlessly i drift to the keyboard back and again and with lazy eyes tracing the pattern provided over and over a few times more before heart drench me beating around in the brushfire i stand on delicacy, shiver and stammer, foreshadow until you can't reply without stepping on my long skirts trailing and i just woke up, i have no idea what i'm referring to anymore
birdbones birdbones, we eat you from the inside out
blessedbylight
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Jul 12, 2014
Jul 12, 2014 at 5:14 AM UTC
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