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Forever trapped in the locked room buoys floating through darkened seas each of us was born in a tomb we may desecrate as we please. Shadow puppets dance and sashay forever trapped in the locked room masks of rationale we assume the yellow king is on his way. Infernal planes spiral open most minds are not fit to plume forever trapped in the locked room little priests find all keys broken. A flat circle of our chagrin dreams of being a person loom this has and will happen again forever trapped in the locked room.
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Dec 9, 2015
Dec 9, 2015 at 7:16 PM UTC
The Locked Room (Quatern #1)
Forever trapped in the locked room buoys floating through darkened seas each of us was born in a tomb we may desecrate as we please. Shadow puppets dance and sashay forever trapped in the locked room masks of rationale we assume the yellow king is on his way. Infernal planes spiral open most minds are not fit to plume forever trapped in the locked room little priests find all keys broken. A flat circle of our chagrin dreams of being a person loom this has and will happen again forever trapped in the locked room.
Part one of my series inspired by True Detective (Rustin Cohle)
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Dec 9, 2015
Dec 9, 2015 at 7:16 PM UTC
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