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Language lives in the dark Words on my tongue stories of the streets The alleys undone Voices leak in the corners Conversations resume Torn between gaslights Thick as blood, neon, bone Steam echos the ghost Fire. Moonlight. Escapes I've placed Rumor to bed as Night fights to give birth.
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Nov 28, 2011
Nov 28, 2011 at 8:18 PM UTC
Rumor
Language lives in the dark Words on my tongue stories of the streets The alleys undone Voices leak in the corners Conversations resume Torn between gaslights Thick as blood, neon, bone Steam echos the ghost Fire. Moonlight. Escapes I've placed Rumor to bed as Night fights to give birth.
alison-macneil
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alison-macneil
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Nov 28, 2011
Nov 28, 2011 at 8:18 PM UTC
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