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Nov 2013
Stains of the drifting stars
A burrow of flesh
As my funeral fingers exhale ashes
Jumping that mortal rope
As my flaws twist and burn
Silhouettes erupt
I see a window of clouds
The simple shape of fear
Spiraling in the smoke
I see my own demise
Flawless Contradictions
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Flawless Contradictions  45/F/Michigan
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   ---, drunkonthoughts and ChΓ©rie
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