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Goodbye. Yesterday, tomorrow the life before was. I’ve met you before *as we sat down i watched worlds align in your movements and stars become black holes in jealousy you are beautiful you are beauty* we drank the night to day; dizzy, star-struck, watching time stop in our swaying movements *too bad she couldn’t hold her liquor our drunken timelines intersected in stumbled introspect skipping steps i enjoyed our spinning thoughts and tongues sharing aged language alongside new bottles until i was forced to watch her phase in and out of herself* that moon ***** must’ve had more than she could handle, because the next day there was a new face on her course, wasting happy hours shouting sad times to morose microphones, *if you fail to sing your anger will leave you to scream and shout similarities stunningly simple* masking taxation of tie-ins’ infusion inbreeding, demonization of sharing similarities left time socially awkward and unacceptably indulgent of the mindless self *tonight i will join myself in song it will be a hymn rhythm saved by him we’ll circle ‘til its begin* we’ve refin
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Nov 23, 2012
Nov 23, 2012 at 4:54 PM UTC
Goodbye.
Goodbye. Yesterday, tomorrow the life before was. I’ve met you before *as we sat down i watched worlds align in your movements and stars become black holes in jealousy you are beautiful you are beauty* we drank the night to day; dizzy, star-struck, watching time stop in our swaying movements *too bad she couldn’t hold her liquor our drunken timelines intersected in stumbled introspect skipping steps i enjoyed our spinning thoughts and tongues sharing aged language alongside new bottles until i was forced to watch her phase in and out of herself* that moon ***** must’ve had more than she could handle, because the next day there was a new face on her course, wasting happy hours shouting sad times to morose microphones, *if you fail to sing your anger will leave you to scream and shout similarities stunningly simple* masking taxation of tie-ins’ infusion inbreeding, demonization of sharing similarities left time socially awkward and unacceptably indulgent of the mindless self *tonight i will join myself in song it will be a hymn rhythm saved by him we’ll circle ‘til its begin* we’ve refin
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Nov 23, 2012
Nov 23, 2012 at 4:54 PM UTC
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