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I have a vision, of my brain melting on lined paper, as I divulge my inner demon, and exhale this passionate vapor, my mind begins to capsize, as waves crash into the sunrise, like screaming howls, as I stare into a deadly wolves eyes, eyes, golden like this California sunrise......... All Content Written by PoETEPETE {2000 ~~ 2015} ~©~ Protected & never neglected.
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Nov 27, 2015
Nov 27, 2015 at 1:39 PM UTC
"I can taste my blood, and see my passion"
I have a vision, of my brain melting on lined paper, as I divulge my inner demon, and exhale this passionate vapor, my mind begins to capsize, as waves crash into the sunrise, like screaming howls, as I stare into a deadly wolves eyes, eyes, golden like this California sunrise......... All Content Written by PoETEPETE {2000 ~~ 2015} ~©~ Protected & never neglected.
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Nov 27, 2015 at 1:39 PM UTC
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