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my fingers are your eyelashes they long to dance, yearn for the fall you bat them, i follow how attachment kills the most insanitary are the fingernails i grow ssshh listen there is something pouring to the rhythm what's that liquid doing between mirage and insanity
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Oct 9, 2016
Oct 9, 2016 at 6:09 AM UTC
Sting & nectar, are you bee
my fingers are your eyelashes they long to dance, yearn for the fall you bat them, i follow how attachment kills the most insanitary are the fingernails i grow ssshh listen there is something pouring to the rhythm what's that liquid doing between mirage and insanity
Honey is what I see
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Oct 9, 2016
Oct 9, 2016 at 6:09 AM UTC
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