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His eyes grew dark and distant absolutely nothing wrong He smiled without his eyes how are you feeling? nothing, numb, bored Bracing each other, pushing out Fearing the flatline, we find one another, in the dark Rubbing the blood back into his palms he buries his breath in my clean hair Counting down the seconds, we remember Leaving the cold room, he asks is it over now?
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Mar 8, 2010
Mar 8, 2010 at 1:50 PM UTC
Cold Experiments
His eyes grew dark and distant absolutely nothing wrong He smiled without his eyes how are you feeling? nothing, numb, bored Bracing each other, pushing out Fearing the flatline, we find one another, in the dark Rubbing the blood back into his palms he buries his breath in my clean hair Counting down the seconds, we remember Leaving the cold room, he asks is it over now?
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Mar 8, 2010
Mar 8, 2010 at 1:50 PM UTC
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