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Lips dance like raindrops on a car window (set the scene: fog, island, river, rain) the rain the lips dancing towards isolation A lion in a coma missing prey in sweet dreams of undrained blood, skin lacking a pure bite of crooked teeth Wrists snap towards a limb of another body, a separate body moored to a dock - one heart, two sets of teeth - *** sweat, skin, DNA absorbed and merging A beast upon the throne of bronze his claws dig deep through the velvet cushion oh, how much the taxpayers compromised for that you wretched maniac, may you marry rich - if you don’t marry me
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Jan 3, 2015
Jan 3, 2015 at 11:27 PM UTC
I think I could love you
Lips dance like raindrops on a car window (set the scene: fog, island, river, rain) the rain the lips dancing towards isolation A lion in a coma missing prey in sweet dreams of undrained blood, skin lacking a pure bite of crooked teeth Wrists snap towards a limb of another body, a separate body moored to a dock - one heart, two sets of teeth - *** sweat, skin, DNA absorbed and merging A beast upon the throne of bronze his claws dig deep through the velvet cushion oh, how much the taxpayers compromised for that you wretched maniac, may you marry rich - if you don’t marry me
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Jan 3, 2015
Jan 3, 2015 at 11:27 PM UTC
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