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I want to get back to my roots, to mindful paradises of games, graves, and tug - heartfelt cries for a superior love to mine, back to the lap to lap jokes of knowing too much too soon, back to, to, to, so through with these mindless breaths beholding the loose yolk, engulfing, suffocating all possibility for more.. sank.. sank.. sank.. sank so deep in all the moist quicksand, crusty, lying lips against another’s, through all the thick emptiness, all the feared silence within, racing through all the speed bumps in this tainted Neverland, **** in harmony, again, with the cheating cycle, entangled in someone else’s nothingness, as it has become yours entirely, in those empty eyes I’ve seen before - I know that you cannot recognize even yourself, the true gaze of white - hollowed out by darkness, I pray for your deliverance,
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Nov 8, 2011
Nov 8, 2011 at 10:55 PM UTC
Your Eyes Say It
I want to get back to my roots, to mindful paradises of games, graves, and tug - heartfelt cries for a superior love to mine, back to the lap to lap jokes of knowing too much too soon, back to, to, to, so through with these mindless breaths beholding the loose yolk, engulfing, suffocating all possibility for more.. sank.. sank.. sank.. sank so deep in all the moist quicksand, crusty, lying lips against another’s, through all the thick emptiness, all the feared silence within, racing through all the speed bumps in this tainted Neverland, **** in harmony, again, with the cheating cycle, entangled in someone else’s nothingness, as it has become yours entirely, in those empty eyes I’ve seen before - I know that you cannot recognize even yourself, the true gaze of white - hollowed out by darkness, I pray for your deliverance,
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Nov 8, 2011
Nov 8, 2011 at 10:55 PM UTC
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