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White light blowing away my Black shames Pure in sight through head window panes Sorrows woven foam pie brain she games Share his leisure bee twin fab wick dames Lies that line our veins white sheets draping, Like wind wonder walls breaking Breath taking, width all dis clarity my cries remain Unshaken, Dis dam S Forsaken, While the sight sauced swirled beams me down and      vacant.
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Nov 23, 2016
Nov 23, 2016 at 3:13 PM UTC
My Broken Black Heart (Pure In Sight Leisure Bee)
White light blowing away my Black shames Pure in sight through head window panes Sorrows woven foam pie brain she games Share his leisure bee twin fab wick dames Lies that line our veins white sheets draping, Like wind wonder walls breaking Breath taking, width all dis clarity my cries remain Unshaken, Dis dam S Forsaken, While the sight sauced swirled beams me down and      vacant.
Visually stimulated, Beat sequence motivated Metaphor: Unaware bachelor @ Bachelorette *********
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Nov 23, 2016
Nov 23, 2016 at 3:13 PM UTC
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