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Knock well on wood as you enter but Know knuckles lend their skin for flood Of the risk of entrapment eternal? Well, few find their bodies stuck and What's worth its weight in blood Splays on the lit altar face It can be warm Only if you touch If you touch first You speak your secret Farewell Read through the words you spent sinner our Real lines lie under thinner lace Your constant wore hiding the venom crawl Held below bidding inlay here Half craving finger's trace Specters bid sweet interlace It can be warm Only if you touch If you touch first You speak your secret Farewell Empty ones warn walls Before little embraces Creating lethal snares Come Catching worlds unaware Come "Empty ones," All say (Come speak your secrets) "I'm fine."
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Nov 4, 2013
Nov 4, 2013 at 9:01 PM UTC
Softly Lit Ossuary
Knock well on wood as you enter but Know knuckles lend their skin for flood Of the risk of entrapment eternal? Well, few find their bodies stuck and What's worth its weight in blood Splays on the lit altar face It can be warm Only if you touch If you touch first You speak your secret Farewell Read through the words you spent sinner our Real lines lie under thinner lace Your constant wore hiding the venom crawl Held below bidding inlay here Half craving finger's trace Specters bid sweet interlace It can be warm Only if you touch If you touch first You speak your secret Farewell Empty ones warn walls Before little embraces Creating lethal snares Come Catching worlds unaware Come "Empty ones," All say (Come speak your secrets) "I'm fine."
jaymisun-kearney
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jaymisun-kearney
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Nov 4, 2013
Nov 4, 2013 at 9:01 PM UTC
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