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He held radical light to moon’s somber stare; Night’s bright diminished- Taking backseat in a cab heading polar; Up north and downtown. Somewhere dark. He breathed cold brilliance in; Addict’s winter; snow filled air Yielding melodies to dense beats. Music stopped; Time raced… Erased. He spoke hard liquid through wide eyes; Tongue flailing, Mouth jawing, Body failing, To wet ground. He heard color flash; Blue,         Red, Blue, White,             Red,     Blue,                         White, Red,                         White.            White. White. He felt silence enter. White. White. Black. He held radical light.
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Jan 18, 2010
Jan 18, 2010 at 10:04 AM UTC
an addicts winter
He held radical light to moon’s somber stare; Night’s bright diminished- Taking backseat in a cab heading polar; Up north and downtown. Somewhere dark. He breathed cold brilliance in; Addict’s winter; snow filled air Yielding melodies to dense beats. Music stopped; Time raced… Erased. He spoke hard liquid through wide eyes; Tongue flailing, Mouth jawing, Body failing, To wet ground. He heard color flash; Blue,         Red, Blue, White,             Red,     Blue,                         White, Red,                         White.            White. White. He felt silence enter. White. White. Black. He held radical light.
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aaron-kerman
33/M/American
Jan 18, 2010
Jan 18, 2010 at 10:04 AM UTC
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