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How many times should I need to lose you, before I learn the rules of your equipoise -  I wonder. And how many times should you need to cast me out, before you learn to bear my unmasked sight - You may not know. I have already figured out this discoloration, and, darling - it is going to **** us soon. What we need now is to have those blades of ours again, what we need now is to be delivered by our own Caesarean - from this womb of pretense-fate and see the light of our true day.
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Oct 7, 2017
Oct 7, 2017 at 4:10 AM UTC
What We Need
How many times should I need to lose you, before I learn the rules of your equipoise -  I wonder. And how many times should you need to cast me out, before you learn to bear my unmasked sight - You may not know. I have already figured out this discoloration, and, darling - it is going to **** us soon. What we need now is to have those blades of ours again, what we need now is to be delivered by our own Caesarean - from this womb of pretense-fate and see the light of our true day.
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Oct 7, 2017
Oct 7, 2017 at 4:10 AM UTC
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