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* Part of the shape you hold hidden deep in pine grain split open by an axe of light reveals intricate textures a secret color whispering to dawn choose me. Stealing into woods an exiled poem unable to write a stealthy dynamite light speaks without words there is depth unsung a bruised peach leaked to faraway sunsets if buckets or ropes could reach a silent explosion how this small mouth downpoured secret rain. ** Ripe enough to remember pearls hidden in clover nameless as the feeling when someone you love swallows suicide only to come back to tell you how to cultivate explosions of frequency planted deep in rich patterns. "All you have to do is let light axe you wide open and surrender to gravity."
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Feb 11, 2019
Feb 11, 2019 at 12:59 AM UTC
Exile
* Part of the shape you hold hidden deep in pine grain split open by an axe of light reveals intricate textures a secret color whispering to dawn choose me. Stealing into woods an exiled poem unable to write a stealthy dynamite light speaks without words there is depth unsung a bruised peach leaked to faraway sunsets if buckets or ropes could reach a silent explosion how this small mouth downpoured secret rain. ** Ripe enough to remember pearls hidden in clover nameless as the feeling when someone you love swallows suicide only to come back to tell you how to cultivate explosions of frequency planted deep in rich patterns. "All you have to do is let light axe you wide open and surrender to gravity."
If you have been brutally boken from the world and still have the courage to be gentle to others, then you deserve a love deeper than the ocean itself." -I forget who wrote this but man it got me good. Blew my head clean off. Boom!
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Feb 11, 2019
Feb 11, 2019 at 12:59 AM UTC
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