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The edge of my soul is unsilenced by the youthful glove of lust Curtained wonders and curtailed tales our songs recited and memorised on saddles Sandals of certainty , candled yester years My soles dared to tear a form eyes roar in beats of a sinful stare affixed sensations, the aesthetic nightmares the cyclic eventful roller coaster of want The padded faded jeans and cotton shirt A fluent code of the cold wonderland steers protons and affluent electrical neurons Exploding zips, complementary zest The **** ride on your stationed rod My stallion, a rash, an adrenaline rush, our flight (oh la la) At the sight of the afterglow stormy taste our echoes astound the mountain tops a wave of the heated dream in a cage The aged flow of the surfacing rivers As these words live in my mind Flickering lights inside the synagogue maze the cleavage fountain evaporating fumes A showcase of undeniable holes and poles A glorified truth tied in elastic hearts Eclipsed as a shadowy armoured reflection Hold my hand and fly the transient transcendence Balance as I fall behind on the heighted prolific lines Rehouse my day on these whispered thoughts Time circles, time travels, time lost, time found On this hour of attachment, catch me as I wave
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Jun 20, 2016
Jun 20, 2016 at 5:06 PM UTC
Undeniable Holes and Poles
The edge of my soul is unsilenced by the youthful glove of lust Curtained wonders and curtailed tales our songs recited and memorised on saddles Sandals of certainty , candled yester years My soles dared to tear a form eyes roar in beats of a sinful stare affixed sensations, the aesthetic nightmares the cyclic eventful roller coaster of want The padded faded jeans and cotton shirt A fluent code of the cold wonderland steers protons and affluent electrical neurons Exploding zips, complementary zest The **** ride on your stationed rod My stallion, a rash, an adrenaline rush, our flight (oh la la) At the sight of the afterglow stormy taste our echoes astound the mountain tops a wave of the heated dream in a cage The aged flow of the surfacing rivers As these words live in my mind Flickering lights inside the synagogue maze the cleavage fountain evaporating fumes A showcase of undeniable holes and poles A glorified truth tied in elastic hearts Eclipsed as a shadowy armoured reflection Hold my hand and fly the transient transcendence Balance as I fall behind on the heighted prolific lines Rehouse my day on these whispered thoughts Time circles, time travels, time lost, time found On this hour of attachment, catch me as I wave
Jaq
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Jun 20, 2016
Jun 20, 2016 at 5:06 PM UTC
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