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Flushed thoroughly by The sink, lukewarm My face a weathered apricot Pore-scape. Mirror twisted like a landslide Hushed glances I'm bitten by miscellaneous pupils And iris' Widen'ed like copulation Given honeydew twilight hours Shaken estranged to breath cold and thick like smoke. Crossing over-incarnated Begrudgingly. A longing for Rococo And VW buses.
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Sep 19, 2015
Sep 19, 2015 at 10:10 AM UTC
Of Constellations
Flushed thoroughly by The sink, lukewarm My face a weathered apricot Pore-scape. Mirror twisted like a landslide Hushed glances I'm bitten by miscellaneous pupils And iris' Widen'ed like copulation Given honeydew twilight hours Shaken estranged to breath cold and thick like smoke. Crossing over-incarnated Begrudgingly. A longing for Rococo And VW buses.
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Sep 19, 2015
Sep 19, 2015 at 10:10 AM UTC
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