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My hands grow numb Honeyed venom seething through her lips Her gaze meets mine Frozen All I can do is stare Sight grows dim I'm falling up Squeeze through Back to my world All I can do is laugh I won this time -A.F.
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Oct 21, 2017
Oct 21, 2017 at 2:31 PM UTC
Numbered Dreams
My hands grow numb Honeyed venom seething through her lips Her gaze meets mine Frozen All I can do is stare Sight grows dim I'm falling up Squeeze through Back to my world All I can do is laugh I won this time -A.F.
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Oct 21, 2017
Oct 21, 2017 at 2:31 PM UTC
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