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with carnivorous eyes without a center he's secretly moulding the void from behind too many interrupted gestures he's afraid we're going to laugh at his naked **** he has sensitive dreams and nervous fingertips such is the pain not kidding that he starts misspelling his name passionate like a colt, like a murderous silence he doesn't mind he is a fragment waiting to be taken somewhere beyond to an unknown love
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Apr 16, 2017
Apr 16, 2017 at 1:36 PM UTC
this man who speaks to me
with carnivorous eyes without a center he's secretly moulding the void from behind too many interrupted gestures he's afraid we're going to laugh at his naked **** he has sensitive dreams and nervous fingertips such is the pain not kidding that he starts misspelling his name passionate like a colt, like a murderous silence he doesn't mind he is a fragment waiting to be taken somewhere beyond to an unknown love
irinia
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Romanian
Apr 16, 2017
Apr 16, 2017 at 1:36 PM UTC
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