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I want to manipulate feelings, he says I want to make them feel things, to make them cry, to make them die, he says He wants to make scenes in front of fire hydrants and dance to the sound of wild hoofbeats He wants to make them cry, in awe of the beauty screened before them, the sunset awash in an inhuman glow He wants to make them die inside as the heroine is killed, but dramatically makes her comeback all through the means of a tilted lens He wants to make them feel things And he, of all people, alone, has the power.
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Jul 26, 2016
Jul 26, 2016 at 11:53 AM UTC
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I want to manipulate feelings, he says I want to make them feel things, to make them cry, to make them die, he says He wants to make scenes in front of fire hydrants and dance to the sound of wild hoofbeats He wants to make them cry, in awe of the beauty screened before them, the sunset awash in an inhuman glow He wants to make them die inside as the heroine is killed, but dramatically makes her comeback all through the means of a tilted lens He wants to make them feel things And he, of all people, alone, has the power.
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Jul 26, 2016
Jul 26, 2016 at 11:53 AM UTC
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