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What goes on inside my head is too sinful for my mouth to speak What slithers between my neurons is too dangerous for my tongue to taste What burns between my nerves is too fiery for my fingertips to feel What happens behind my eyes is too insane for my logic to fathom What hides behind my smile is too broad for me to elaborate What nestles behind every tear is too salty for the sweet part of me What rattles behind closed doors is too rated for my halo to carry What aches under my skin is too much for my body to harness What reddens my lips is too much for my lovers to taste What you see today darling is but a taste of what's underneath
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Aug 2, 2016
Aug 2, 2016 at 10:51 AM UTC
Judgement Day
What goes on inside my head is too sinful for my mouth to speak What slithers between my neurons is too dangerous for my tongue to taste What burns between my nerves is too fiery for my fingertips to feel What happens behind my eyes is too insane for my logic to fathom What hides behind my smile is too broad for me to elaborate What nestles behind every tear is too salty for the sweet part of me What rattles behind closed doors is too rated for my halo to carry What aches under my skin is too much for my body to harness What reddens my lips is too much for my lovers to taste What you see today darling is but a taste of what's underneath
maria-etre
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Aug 2, 2016
Aug 2, 2016 at 10:51 AM UTC
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