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Sep 2012
Black And White Tiles,
Lay Out A Room's Floor,
It Seems To Stretch For Miles,
A Single Red Rose Lay By The Door,
A Key Is Stuck In A Broken Lock,
Different Colored Brush Strokes Are Plastered,
On Every Wall Surrounding 13,000 Clocks,
It Was A Disaster,
But It Was Organized Choas,
One Wall Was Missing,
Then All At Once More Lights Than Las Vegas,
Ripped Through The Emptiness Kissing,
Each Glass Face Of The Clocks,
Making A Starry Reflection,
Wind Was Rushing In As Loud As The Screeching Of Hawk,
It Was A Fantasy As If It Were From An Enjection,
Galaxies Swirl Around The Room,
Making Dark Crimson Hair Fly,
The Light From A Soul Blooms,
I Now Know I'm Far Away From Any Sky,
Purple Rain Falls From The Ceiling-Less Dwelling,
There Is No Oxygen But None Is Needed,
A Heart Starts Swelling,
But No Words Were Pleaded,
It Was A Reason To Smile,
But A Reason To Cry Yourself To Sleep At Night,
But It Was Worthwhile,
For What I Saw After All That Light...
I Really Loved The Imagery This Gave Me
Sydney Victoria
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Sydney Victoria  F/Minnesota
(F/Minnesota)   
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