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Liquid Impulses seep through my bones and become an unavoidable poison with the power to shatter my glass organs right through my bleeding skin I am getting you ***** but you handle secrets well anything to make you feel more special than standing at the airport making small talk with every pair of lungs so it doesn't look like you're facing all this mass alone I asked you politely to stop forcing continents and veiny constellations on me but nightly pleasure is your forte and I'm not going to pretend I want you to stay you have handguns that you pray you'll never use, during your long visits to ceremony you call yourself lonely, but can barley say it because like always you're loosing your voice
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Feb 17, 2015
Feb 17, 2015 at 1:09 PM UTC
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Liquid Impulses seep through my bones and become an unavoidable poison with the power to shatter my glass organs right through my bleeding skin I am getting you ***** but you handle secrets well anything to make you feel more special than standing at the airport making small talk with every pair of lungs so it doesn't look like you're facing all this mass alone I asked you politely to stop forcing continents and veiny constellations on me but nightly pleasure is your forte and I'm not going to pretend I want you to stay you have handguns that you pray you'll never use, during your long visits to ceremony you call yourself lonely, but can barley say it because like always you're loosing your voice
chemicalkid
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Feb 17, 2015
Feb 17, 2015 at 1:09 PM UTC
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