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An encounter that shook the stars made them shoot across the sky, urging lovers to throw wishes here and there with no hope in mind She time-traveled at  his "hello" he shook at her reply what happened to the cosmos? could they have re-arranged? what magical power took over the Earth to make gravity none-existent? She felt weightless but heavy with her past he sweat out all his mistakes or was his body too close to her sun that he melted at her sight He wanted to speak almanacs of his years past but choked at the dense night sky his lungs shrunk in capacity his mind forgot the ability to verbalize vocalize, his mind forgot all sense of language except that of none-verbal nature She wanted to strangle him with the chains that left marks on her heart the wounds that she turned to beautiful tattoos the pickled emotions she had left on that shelf in a desolate basement She wanted to give him a taste of what "hurt" felt like back then and how it morphed her into a beautiful thick skinned creature, fearless of rollercoasters who's highs are intoxicating and who's lows are deadly But.. He... Her... Hell visited Earth that day all its fires burned all sense of logic turned emotions to ashes it anesthetized what drives the heart into overdrive The universe confused its laws of physics gravity lost, oxygen reduced, weightlessness ruled everyone was high Something was wrong it didn't feel like it was happening She had her taste of inception a dream within a dream within a mind diluted with nothing but sobriety how could this be? He was speaking in intervals cut with silences that caused earthquakes in meaning intercepted with glares that burned the wildest of wild fires   Life you threw one hell of a curveball that changed the orbit of her being Turning her the other way slowing down time or so it felt What the hell is happening She has this under control When her schizophrenic selves came out to play they failed miserably She gawked at his jittery hands eyes dilated with confusion glazed with hesitation filled with questions surreal ethereal not happening pinch me Please
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Jul 20, 2016
Jul 20, 2016 at 3:43 AM UTC
Pinch Me
An encounter that shook the stars made them shoot across the sky, urging lovers to throw wishes here and there with no hope in mind She time-traveled at  his "hello" he shook at her reply what happened to the cosmos? could they have re-arranged? what magical power took over the Earth to make gravity none-existent? She felt weightless but heavy with her past he sweat out all his mistakes or was his body too close to her sun that he melted at her sight He wanted to speak almanacs of his years past but choked at the dense night sky his lungs shrunk in capacity his mind forgot the ability to verbalize vocalize, his mind forgot all sense of language except that of none-verbal nature She wanted to strangle him with the chains that left marks on her heart the wounds that she turned to beautiful tattoos the pickled emotions she had left on that shelf in a desolate basement She wanted to give him a taste of what "hurt" felt like back then and how it morphed her into a beautiful thick skinned creature, fearless of rollercoasters who's highs are intoxicating and who's lows are deadly But.. He... Her... Hell visited Earth that day all its fires burned all sense of logic turned emotions to ashes it anesthetized what drives the heart into overdrive The universe confused its laws of physics gravity lost, oxygen reduced, weightlessness ruled everyone was high Something was wrong it didn't feel like it was happening She had her taste of inception a dream within a dream within a mind diluted with nothing but sobriety how could this be? He was speaking in intervals cut with silences that caused earthquakes in meaning intercepted with glares that burned the wildest of wild fires   Life you threw one hell of a curveball that changed the orbit of her being Turning her the other way slowing down time or so it felt What the hell is happening She has this under control When her schizophrenic selves came out to play they failed miserably She gawked at his jittery hands eyes dilated with confusion glazed with hesitation filled with questions surreal ethereal not happening pinch me Please
maria-etre
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Jul 20, 2016
Jul 20, 2016 at 3:43 AM UTC
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