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welcome to this dream I will spin you in c                         es        ir                               cl with me trying to fall asleep melatonin completely absent from my veins voices blur in messy paintings (Goya total sense does make compared to cinnamon gum washing the bitter sweet taste of someone away) sirens scream too loudly mesmerizing half of me slowly spinning                   spinning (little me with a top on the porch in the summer sun) except there's no sun and this spinning cannot be stopped life too tangible now and I suddenly need cinnamon gum again.
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Mar 11, 2015
Mar 11, 2015 at 1:21 PM UTC
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welcome to this dream I will spin you in c                         es        ir                               cl with me trying to fall asleep melatonin completely absent from my veins voices blur in messy paintings (Goya total sense does make compared to cinnamon gum washing the bitter sweet taste of someone away) sirens scream too loudly mesmerizing half of me slowly spinning                   spinning (little me with a top on the porch in the summer sun) except there's no sun and this spinning cannot be stopped life too tangible now and I suddenly need cinnamon gum again.
well...we're all spinning right?
#top#spinning#mesmerize#cinnamongum
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sweet-ridicule
Mar 11, 2015
Mar 11, 2015 at 1:21 PM UTC
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