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chant chant chant, at the speed of light. un-understandable, dance on the table. whisper across the room (as loud as you can) fill my glass, fill his too. smoke so thick, i haven't see you since we first walked in. i haven't wanted to. (it was the opposite of that time in your best friend's bed, when we were the only 2 people that existed, when every part of my body needed every ounce of yours. same for you. all of the windows up, we were sticking to eachother, regardless. inevitably, our skin cells were whispering to one another, 'parmel gantry, parmel gantry' that **** wind, as you cruised through it, knowing our destination, but not sure where we'd end up) eating me alive, i know im on my way to my emotional demise. your kind gesture of offering me a bed this night, is anything but kind. single-handed exhaustion. you get off on the face i make as my heart is breaking. because you've seen it so often, so recently, and i notice you smiling as you head in your direction, me in mine. i like the time before this when we loved each other, never in love. when you weren't mean.
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Sep 24, 2012
Sep 24, 2012 at 3:06 PM UTC
antithesis or upsidedownness
chant chant chant, at the speed of light. un-understandable, dance on the table. whisper across the room (as loud as you can) fill my glass, fill his too. smoke so thick, i haven't see you since we first walked in. i haven't wanted to. (it was the opposite of that time in your best friend's bed, when we were the only 2 people that existed, when every part of my body needed every ounce of yours. same for you. all of the windows up, we were sticking to eachother, regardless. inevitably, our skin cells were whispering to one another, 'parmel gantry, parmel gantry' that **** wind, as you cruised through it, knowing our destination, but not sure where we'd end up) eating me alive, i know im on my way to my emotional demise. your kind gesture of offering me a bed this night, is anything but kind. single-handed exhaustion. you get off on the face i make as my heart is breaking. because you've seen it so often, so recently, and i notice you smiling as you head in your direction, me in mine. i like the time before this when we loved each other, never in love. when you weren't mean.
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Sep 24, 2012
Sep 24, 2012 at 3:06 PM UTC
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