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Aug 2016
It may be true that we’re
All sitting on death row
Mistaking temporary ripples
For permanence.
But life doesn't touch you
Because
Your eyes are portals into eternity,
And your smile is a wormhole into
Polaroid moments, taking place in
A timeless spaceless plane where
We are infinite.

No wonder the demons are jealous.
Alisha Isabell
Written by
Alisha Isabell  18/F/Sweet Home
(18/F/Sweet Home)   
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     ---, LonelyRedBalloon and GaryFairy
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