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A mind of a totalitarian man spreads his desires in every winged beat. His heart desires once more, that every lasting beat. Fading to black he seems to admire his own shadows more.. Truly diluted between then lines of fascination, nay here, never there, His heart desires once more, that every lasting beat. Crying the weeping delusions of his mind, his tears only resemble black. His heart desires once more, that every lasting beat. Shattered deluges of fractured thoughts, how one must weep at every disturbed thought. His heart no more desires that ever lasting beat.
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Feb 5, 2014
Feb 5, 2014 at 5:28 AM UTC
Totalitarian man
A mind of a totalitarian man spreads his desires in every winged beat. His heart desires once more, that every lasting beat. Fading to black he seems to admire his own shadows more.. Truly diluted between then lines of fascination, nay here, never there, His heart desires once more, that every lasting beat. Crying the weeping delusions of his mind, his tears only resemble black. His heart desires once more, that every lasting beat. Shattered deluges of fractured thoughts, how one must weep at every disturbed thought. His heart no more desires that ever lasting beat.
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Feb 5, 2014
Feb 5, 2014 at 5:28 AM UTC
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