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blood runs hott/water comes to spoil..

Thy clotted blood thickens when lonesomeness hits!!! Thou tasteth thy own spit as it warmly grips thy breathes... One more left...

 

Canst thou feeleth thine palpitating heart pound when seeking your other spirit? As she or he's in darkness just like thou? Two angels helping two fools to reach out their fingertips!!

 

Wherein thy ligaments are in a grip, how I could die for just one cuddle.......this heart would I smuggle to one if one excepted this wearied invitation,

Lonely accreditations/...

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Written by
brandon-nagley
Published
May 9, 2015
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This is an old lonesome poem

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#lonliness
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