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Slip this sliver of if Into the eye of my Slim chances To be Blips of the abyss Bifurcate the I Am What I would give to feel again Adrenaline limps in unedited Taxed synapse -glitchy- You have zero messages Only if The times were mine Gotta look alive lithe signs signs That's all we are static designs made for Likes Stuck under the stab of cheap tines Of a spork sticking the I-am Waiting to be consumed
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Dec 26, 2014
Dec 26, 2014 at 9:27 PM UTC
I-am
Slip this sliver of if Into the eye of my Slim chances To be Blips of the abyss Bifurcate the I Am What I would give to feel again Adrenaline limps in unedited Taxed synapse -glitchy- You have zero messages Only if The times were mine Gotta look alive lithe signs signs That's all we are static designs made for Likes Stuck under the stab of cheap tines Of a spork sticking the I-am Waiting to be consumed
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Dec 26, 2014
Dec 26, 2014 at 9:27 PM UTC
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