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Fate Of The Turquoise
DEAR PENPAL PEOPLE, some dreams can keep you thinking for a billion years:--)
the pure turquoise shivers diamonds down my spine
torture to the power I stand naked in line
endgame towards that brown
cluster mind surrounds that shrieking sound
to her to him undeniably I **** that escape for no more
a huge leftover on my soured piano box in a vein core
a question I ponder concerning my slate
am I even ready to lead the way of knows on this plate???
or even a remember of that cursed undestined for them for us to be
a far away excluded fate
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