The glorious venom of transformation partitions the (death of) excitement in her eyes. The lies in her vinegar voice tether ancient chains to a shopworn tale.
She is seamless, then sweet, cold and now caustic; forever formless, a feint felt on a whisper:::
The unending unknowable, my perfect pathogen... I loved to watch her work a room
“**Ladies and Gentlemen I present to you the eighth wonder of the world!!!... headlining, the one, the only, heuristic Houdini...
pinning her down
only works in the bedroom!!!**”
She did not know who she was (so how could I) It was her greatest strength, something to be pitied and pined for ::: perpetually ephemeral,
the eternal curse.
**Polypolarity dead eyed at a wedding
Polypolarity on a cold street in blue
Polypolarity spoke two "I love you's"
Polypolarity never knowing what's true**..
Nov 30, 2018
Nov 30, 2018 at 7:01 PM UTC
The glorious venom of transformation partitions the (death of) excitement in her eyes. The lies in her vinegar voice tether ancient chains to a shopworn tale.
She is seamless, then sweet, cold and now caustic; forever formless, a feint felt on a whisper:::
The unending unknowable, my perfect pathogen... I loved to watch her work a room
“**Ladies and Gentlemen I present to you the eighth wonder of the world!!!... headlining, the one, the only, heuristic Houdini...
pinning her down
only works in the bedroom!!!**”
She did not know who she was (so how could I) It was her greatest strength, something to be pitied and pined for ::: perpetually ephemeral,
the eternal curse.
**Polypolarity dead eyed at a wedding
Polypolarity on a cold street in blue
Polypolarity spoke two "I love you's"
Polypolarity never knowing what's true**..
Bipolar x 2
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