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August nights are deceptive in almost every way. Chivalry may only go so far two blocks in the dark. Pausing in natural progression cross-legged pavement within a 70s orange halo to pet the neighborhood cat and to measure the circumstances of the crossroads. To measure up the exhausted opponents of the oldest colosseum. your frown spoke only negations betrayed by your truth-or-dare eyes. whites revealing an ancient wound, irises concealing an urgency that spread to me on the sidewalk like purple chalk on the driveway Or tendrils of ink in water. I watch the Janus of your being oscillate like glass afraid of breaking itself. The mouth that denies is the mouth that calls its own bluff Renouncing its resolve all over damp trembling skin and the high of oxytocin. I'll... I'll see you again tomorrow? August nights are deceptive in almost every way.
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Oct 16, 2012
Oct 16, 2012 at 7:18 PM UTC
I'll walk you home.
August nights are deceptive in almost every way. Chivalry may only go so far two blocks in the dark. Pausing in natural progression cross-legged pavement within a 70s orange halo to pet the neighborhood cat and to measure the circumstances of the crossroads. To measure up the exhausted opponents of the oldest colosseum. your frown spoke only negations betrayed by your truth-or-dare eyes. whites revealing an ancient wound, irises concealing an urgency that spread to me on the sidewalk like purple chalk on the driveway Or tendrils of ink in water. I watch the Janus of your being oscillate like glass afraid of breaking itself. The mouth that denies is the mouth that calls its own bluff Renouncing its resolve all over damp trembling skin and the high of oxytocin. I'll... I'll see you again tomorrow? August nights are deceptive in almost every way.
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Oct 16, 2012
Oct 16, 2012 at 7:18 PM UTC
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