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First the chest, than the limbs; Feel it alllllll the way to your bones & back, til you're properly consumed. Nights spent with eyes peeled open, eyeballs clinging to the darkest of shadows, fingers twitching at descending cars.
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Jan 4, 2013
Jan 4, 2013 at 4:18 PM UTC
Lurch.
First the chest, than the limbs; Feel it alllllll the way to your bones & back, til you're properly consumed. Nights spent with eyes peeled open, eyeballs clinging to the darkest of shadows, fingers twitching at descending cars.
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Jan 4, 2013
Jan 4, 2013 at 4:18 PM UTC
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