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We drink in the darkness until our poor necks slinky down our chests then hit the quartz floor. We reach for the door only to have the caves mouth swallows us back in... dragon teeth stained with fresh skin shone through moon lit cracks of a boulder blocked exit. My girl gripped my hand as we pondered our next plan there's no time for a nest egg oxygen running out in a dead sprint no phone batteries, *** towheads, assists We bowed to lizard majesty with the lesser misfits In this skull and bones tragedy, all makers get met. Exploring terror ridden territory, a strange place for lovers.
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Aug 9, 2015
Aug 9, 2015 at 3:01 PM UTC
The Lovers of Linville Caverns
We drink in the darkness until our poor necks slinky down our chests then hit the quartz floor. We reach for the door only to have the caves mouth swallows us back in... dragon teeth stained with fresh skin shone through moon lit cracks of a boulder blocked exit. My girl gripped my hand as we pondered our next plan there's no time for a nest egg oxygen running out in a dead sprint no phone batteries, *** towheads, assists We bowed to lizard majesty with the lesser misfits In this skull and bones tragedy, all makers get met. Exploring terror ridden territory, a strange place for lovers.
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Aug 9, 2015
Aug 9, 2015 at 3:01 PM UTC
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