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your departing silhouette was ringed with gold and even the light suddenly thought your face was too good to be touched who are you? i heard your name today and it sounded like someone said "God" my synapses screaming Why are they saying that Don't they know that's taboo Why does it sound so sharp this internal frenzy shows itself on the outside as a mere nervous chuckle and a pool of crimson under my skin You are A Deity now Something I pray to sometimes as if it is omniscient something that echoes my thoughts like a carbon copy My God is Shaped like You
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Sep 30, 2013
Sep 30, 2013 at 8:43 PM UTC
you became sacred when you left
your departing silhouette was ringed with gold and even the light suddenly thought your face was too good to be touched who are you? i heard your name today and it sounded like someone said "God" my synapses screaming Why are they saying that Don't they know that's taboo Why does it sound so sharp this internal frenzy shows itself on the outside as a mere nervous chuckle and a pool of crimson under my skin You are A Deity now Something I pray to sometimes as if it is omniscient something that echoes my thoughts like a carbon copy My God is Shaped like You
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Sep 30, 2013 at 8:43 PM UTC
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