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numbed cracked hands stretch through achy hearts with cherry red stains and thickening scars grey clouded halos above ripening heads cattle crowds march with eyes that are dead bedded warm blankets all useless in sound with harbouring thoughts strategically bound so here I curl crumbled like rocks into sand and time slowly runs like tears through my hands
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May 29, 2016
May 29, 2016 at 11:32 AM UTC
Halo cloud thoughts
numbed cracked hands stretch through achy hearts with cherry red stains and thickening scars grey clouded halos above ripening heads cattle crowds march with eyes that are dead bedded warm blankets all useless in sound with harbouring thoughts strategically bound so here I curl crumbled like rocks into sand and time slowly runs like tears through my hands
TheBlackRaven
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May 29, 2016
May 29, 2016 at 11:32 AM UTC
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