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Beneath the skin / Behind the canvas       A fragile greeting found             This fragile tempest             Promised and unarmed             Unwrapped infinity             and sharing air Anaphelbete for sharpness       Anorexic for fitting             Amnesia breaking Mining Space       An unnerving echo in prayers             Please,             and now,             and why There is a smile buried in the curtains That is why our violence forgives             The lacuna is free             linen running unabated Heavy comedy and rubber tires sail away A stained glass sunrise A signature war waiting under tickets Neon spins everywhere       The taste of finger-nails       The bite of fingered-lips Gone Again Left picking clouds       Beneath the roots       Above the rooftops       Dancing concrete with me electronics off-beat eating the world shaking Some where still to call us home evacuating pain behind familiar windows I whisper you a fire escape a static ocean at your door
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Apr 11, 2016
Apr 11, 2016 at 10:35 PM UTC
Tempus Frangit
Beneath the skin / Behind the canvas       A fragile greeting found             This fragile tempest             Promised and unarmed             Unwrapped infinity             and sharing air Anaphelbete for sharpness       Anorexic for fitting             Amnesia breaking Mining Space       An unnerving echo in prayers             Please,             and now,             and why There is a smile buried in the curtains That is why our violence forgives             The lacuna is free             linen running unabated Heavy comedy and rubber tires sail away A stained glass sunrise A signature war waiting under tickets Neon spins everywhere       The taste of finger-nails       The bite of fingered-lips Gone Again Left picking clouds       Beneath the roots       Above the rooftops       Dancing concrete with me electronics off-beat eating the world shaking Some where still to call us home evacuating pain behind familiar windows I whisper you a fire escape a static ocean at your door
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Apr 11, 2016
Apr 11, 2016 at 10:35 PM UTC
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