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Hes walking, bobbing his head slow Hes talking, mastering the puppet show Hes stalking, prodding a deep breath Hes glaring, blowing a shallow death Hes baring, his soul to those who know Hes meaning, gleaming a future of a mans tainted home A face of stone Claiming the stained knowledge of the ones thought lost to the blizzard Stitched and sewn Phony facade, artificial barricade Slimy placards, instigator serenade Plagiarized identity, copy and the easy paste Clearing the empty lobotomized Shadow place A large barren space between the spine And the ace of spades sternum Separation of the shine an the sheen of a demanding emotion he never put the effort into understanding or accepting the motions All devotion A catastrophic energy Imploding sun Created malformed distinguished Clueless fun Strumming the chords of the sated She decided Humming to the tune of the hated She confided Twirling to the beat of the black satyr She piloted the light Downward Where there i sat Delighted
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Aug 29, 2019
Aug 29, 2019 at 8:45 AM UTC
A yellow tincture
Hes walking, bobbing his head slow Hes talking, mastering the puppet show Hes stalking, prodding a deep breath Hes glaring, blowing a shallow death Hes baring, his soul to those who know Hes meaning, gleaming a future of a mans tainted home A face of stone Claiming the stained knowledge of the ones thought lost to the blizzard Stitched and sewn Phony facade, artificial barricade Slimy placards, instigator serenade Plagiarized identity, copy and the easy paste Clearing the empty lobotomized Shadow place A large barren space between the spine And the ace of spades sternum Separation of the shine an the sheen of a demanding emotion he never put the effort into understanding or accepting the motions All devotion A catastrophic energy Imploding sun Created malformed distinguished Clueless fun Strumming the chords of the sated She decided Humming to the tune of the hated She confided Twirling to the beat of the black satyr She piloted the light Downward Where there i sat Delighted
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27/M/Australia
Aug 29, 2019
Aug 29, 2019 at 8:45 AM UTC
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