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she keeps searching for someone 
to spend her days with, only because
 she has too much love in her heart; 
 it’s starting to fill up her body,
 bounded only by her skin.
 she feels it trickle out of her pores, 
a viscous intuition,
 something that she will never see, 
but can only believe.
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Jan 5, 2015
Jan 5, 2015 at 5:40 PM UTC
slick like blood
she keeps searching for someone 
to spend her days with, only because
 she has too much love in her heart; 
 it’s starting to fill up her body,
 bounded only by her skin.
 she feels it trickle out of her pores, 
a viscous intuition,
 something that she will never see, 
but can only believe.
sankhya-amaravadi
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Jan 5, 2015
Jan 5, 2015 at 5:40 PM UTC
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