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For what reason do I bare these arms if their flick does not fluster and their embrace does not ease For what reason do I glance with these eyes if their concern does not comfort and their ghost does not give For what reason do I speak from these lips if their sweetness does not soften and their cool does not calm If my touch leaves no fingerprints when I press skin to the world then what is the purpose of my effort? Or perhaps I do leave marks a stinging slap a gouging gaze a ravenous rip Then my resolve is of hellish terms and I am consumed by demons
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Jul 24, 2014
Jul 24, 2014 at 11:53 PM UTC
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For what reason do I bare these arms if their flick does not fluster and their embrace does not ease For what reason do I glance with these eyes if their concern does not comfort and their ghost does not give For what reason do I speak from these lips if their sweetness does not soften and their cool does not calm If my touch leaves no fingerprints when I press skin to the world then what is the purpose of my effort? Or perhaps I do leave marks a stinging slap a gouging gaze a ravenous rip Then my resolve is of hellish terms and I am consumed by demons
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Jul 24, 2014 at 11:53 PM UTC
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