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Sticks & stones may Break my bones, but your words... Your Words are nonexistent. Images Flutter, Nonessential to the plot of The present, inconsistent ramblings of Tomorrow. Your Teeth are bared, stained & brittle. Saliva Spurts & hangs in the balance between Reality & Whatever this is, this stagnant disbelief, this Coincidental segment Of emotion.
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Oct 2, 2013
Oct 2, 2013 at 9:58 PM UTC
Realism.
Sticks & stones may Break my bones, but your words... Your Words are nonexistent. Images Flutter, Nonessential to the plot of The present, inconsistent ramblings of Tomorrow. Your Teeth are bared, stained & brittle. Saliva Spurts & hangs in the balance between Reality & Whatever this is, this stagnant disbelief, this Coincidental segment Of emotion.
meggie-d
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Oct 2, 2013
Oct 2, 2013 at 9:58 PM UTC
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