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i want to make a movie out of your skin, the way you move like ivy vines, a movie-ode to your ode-begging face. if i could, i'd enter us into a film festival we could be a sundance winner, a student film phenomenon. i bet you it would go something like this, enter a blank screen, fade into a shot of you skin, pan out to show your face, or body. *all skin. all skin.* you are beautiful for a split second, until my voice cracks the silence i tell you that we could be no one, and nothing. and you ask me. for what? so we make the movie anyways.
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Dec 10, 2017
Dec 10, 2017 at 12:48 AM UTC
sundance
i want to make a movie out of your skin, the way you move like ivy vines, a movie-ode to your ode-begging face. if i could, i'd enter us into a film festival we could be a sundance winner, a student film phenomenon. i bet you it would go something like this, enter a blank screen, fade into a shot of you skin, pan out to show your face, or body. *all skin. all skin.* you are beautiful for a split second, until my voice cracks the silence i tell you that we could be no one, and nothing. and you ask me. for what? so we make the movie anyways.
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Dec 10, 2017
Dec 10, 2017 at 12:48 AM UTC
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