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The real question I am asking here up and over the stillness of cold water, I cry out into this vast world Will your amiability bid you dance with a skeleton? or throw her into the *** of the sea given she trust herself enough to divulge herself in meeting thee and from the waters you hoisted my unembellished identity with your feeble hands I have shown you my true self as hard and ridgid as coarse as sand wont you display, your darkest primordial wishes or does it manifest as all that I see you for now? with insights into mortality will you spare just a tear in sight of your own morality for your wounds it will kindle in me a thirst I've not yet quenched even as the rolling ocean was wrenched from inside me perhaps I'm offered this gift, I may very well present a gift for you You lacked the experience to meet me fully through...
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May 12, 2013
May 12, 2013 at 7:36 AM UTC
Bid you dance with a skeleton
The real question I am asking here up and over the stillness of cold water, I cry out into this vast world Will your amiability bid you dance with a skeleton? or throw her into the *** of the sea given she trust herself enough to divulge herself in meeting thee and from the waters you hoisted my unembellished identity with your feeble hands I have shown you my true self as hard and ridgid as coarse as sand wont you display, your darkest primordial wishes or does it manifest as all that I see you for now? with insights into mortality will you spare just a tear in sight of your own morality for your wounds it will kindle in me a thirst I've not yet quenched even as the rolling ocean was wrenched from inside me perhaps I'm offered this gift, I may very well present a gift for you You lacked the experience to meet me fully through...
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May 12, 2013
May 12, 2013 at 7:36 AM UTC
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