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I snatched at her soul, grabbed it and held it to my chest, a beatific grin upon my untruthful face glorying in her spasmodic transmutation- her monotone vision beset with confusion her gender breaking in my grip. Loping footsteps over taut, troubled seas spawned secretions ejected like flame- her sighs, a storm her cries subsumed in sanctified fire without worship.
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Sep 19, 2016
Sep 19, 2016 at 2:06 PM UTC
I snatched at her soul
I snatched at her soul, grabbed it and held it to my chest, a beatific grin upon my untruthful face glorying in her spasmodic transmutation- her monotone vision beset with confusion her gender breaking in my grip. Loping footsteps over taut, troubled seas spawned secretions ejected like flame- her sighs, a storm her cries subsumed in sanctified fire without worship.
soul, gender, grip
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Sep 19, 2016
Sep 19, 2016 at 2:06 PM UTC
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