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I wasn't sure of those words, that holy trinity pressed to give back, until your heart stuttered systolic. Contracted, you underplayed every line as I fought, undervalued, omitted and flat-lined that singular skip your two-fisted, beated rhythm warning beacon, red-flashing, blaring signal flared sign granted every second second of each stolen time, when those planets and these stars became so fiercely yet finitely aligned, yes, I understand now, as we lay entwined, cyclic, chest deep, life-defying leap, gasp of breath, wake from sleep, it is this that I seek, sunlight unconfined crushing breath divine, beat of two, separate singular, unexpected yet still defined in-kind, of your continuation bringing life back to mine.
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Dec 28, 2016
Dec 28, 2016 at 1:01 PM UTC
Fear at 12am.
I wasn't sure of those words, that holy trinity pressed to give back, until your heart stuttered systolic. Contracted, you underplayed every line as I fought, undervalued, omitted and flat-lined that singular skip your two-fisted, beated rhythm warning beacon, red-flashing, blaring signal flared sign granted every second second of each stolen time, when those planets and these stars became so fiercely yet finitely aligned, yes, I understand now, as we lay entwined, cyclic, chest deep, life-defying leap, gasp of breath, wake from sleep, it is this that I seek, sunlight unconfined crushing breath divine, beat of two, separate singular, unexpected yet still defined in-kind, of your continuation bringing life back to mine.
ella-gwen
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Dec 28, 2016
Dec 28, 2016 at 1:01 PM UTC
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