i'm losing myself in your hazel portal.
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fingernails, the endless target of fear, blunting the intensity of your golden-gate conscious,
bear enough of this weight to mortalize Atlas.
the pathetic, monotone static in my head is a train barreling towards an unfinished bridge,
my cynicism a pew destroyed by debris,
my outstretched hand a burning bible.
in my back-alley existence,
you are an ocean-wide coral reef of altruism and hope,
beaming with enough passionate hue to feed the starving.
i am twiddling my sprained, charcoal thumbs out of rhythm,
selfishly consuming your complexion like a leech
Aug 1, 2017
Aug 1, 2017 at 11:11 PM UTC
i'm losing myself in your hazel portal.
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fingernails, the endless target of fear, blunting the intensity of your golden-gate conscious,
bear enough of this weight to mortalize Atlas.
the pathetic, monotone static in my head is a train barreling towards an unfinished bridge,
my cynicism a pew destroyed by debris,
my outstretched hand a burning bible.
in my back-alley existence,
you are an ocean-wide coral reef of altruism and hope,
beaming with enough passionate hue to feed the starving.
i am twiddling my sprained, charcoal thumbs out of rhythm,
selfishly consuming your complexion like a leech
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