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I want that iridescent color, the kind that blinds Fixing appearances to a crumbling ash Stuck together with glue A coveted silhouette Empty. I want the table set neatly. As if there were no monsters hiding underneath it As if I actually ate food there Neatly stacked and divided Becoming. I want the world to smile at me, eyes forced shut Wandering without direction Currency in perpetual regurgitation Locked and loaded Security. I want that iridescent color, the kind that blinds. Hold my jaw shut like the hues aren't already bleeding out. To see the reflection I've been conditioned to forget. Truth. -z0
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Nov 9, 2013
Nov 9, 2013 at 10:00 PM UTC
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I want that iridescent color, the kind that blinds Fixing appearances to a crumbling ash Stuck together with glue A coveted silhouette Empty. I want the table set neatly. As if there were no monsters hiding underneath it As if I actually ate food there Neatly stacked and divided Becoming. I want the world to smile at me, eyes forced shut Wandering without direction Currency in perpetual regurgitation Locked and loaded Security. I want that iridescent color, the kind that blinds. Hold my jaw shut like the hues aren't already bleeding out. To see the reflection I've been conditioned to forget. Truth. -z0
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Nov 9, 2013
Nov 9, 2013 at 10:00 PM UTC
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