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Sanctified by scorpions, the secret touch of midnight water sneaking black upon the shore. Deep-sea chests full of hearts, some broken, some missing. The most indefinable ***** pushed out of my head and out of my body. shattering the surface of glassy mirrors, mirages of masochistic light bending at will. Take me, still I always surrender. Spit out a little more solid than before, more than just flesh drifted onto sands. The mystery of subtle transformation beneath your hands.
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Aug 6, 2011
Aug 6, 2011 at 5:17 PM UTC
"Water" freewrite, August 4th
Sanctified by scorpions, the secret touch of midnight water sneaking black upon the shore. Deep-sea chests full of hearts, some broken, some missing. The most indefinable ***** pushed out of my head and out of my body. shattering the surface of glassy mirrors, mirages of masochistic light bending at will. Take me, still I always surrender. Spit out a little more solid than before, more than just flesh drifted onto sands. The mystery of subtle transformation beneath your hands.
paris-adamson
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Aug 6, 2011
Aug 6, 2011 at 5:17 PM UTC
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