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abstinence and cruel practice old dancers have no feet living our beliefs in this house of rabies a house of lies lies that tell the truth taught through the agony of disillusionment the planets move we do their dance fire points angles in motion when they square we are constrained when opposed swords cross when trine we are graced always the dance of the other the world whorls strikes like lightning breaking the nose of every beautiful thing forcing their delusions twisting metaphors of history they smear the world you are its hands, heart, spine darkness tears and sighs whispering feet on dark floors send you their dreams and construct inner mythology to bend your will always on its own side redundantly unanimous in that a real villain an odyssey through your heart thats how it gets inside you while your hands remain folded and your genitals sleep on a plate dance school arcade pinballs planets twisting wraith flies flying in circles, circling in black mother like hands on a clock conveyance of ardor born in the palace of tears =
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Nov 4, 2018
Nov 4, 2018 at 4:49 PM UTC
Dance Class
abstinence and cruel practice old dancers have no feet living our beliefs in this house of rabies a house of lies lies that tell the truth taught through the agony of disillusionment the planets move we do their dance fire points angles in motion when they square we are constrained when opposed swords cross when trine we are graced always the dance of the other the world whorls strikes like lightning breaking the nose of every beautiful thing forcing their delusions twisting metaphors of history they smear the world you are its hands, heart, spine darkness tears and sighs whispering feet on dark floors send you their dreams and construct inner mythology to bend your will always on its own side redundantly unanimous in that a real villain an odyssey through your heart thats how it gets inside you while your hands remain folded and your genitals sleep on a plate dance school arcade pinballs planets twisting wraith flies flying in circles, circling in black mother like hands on a clock conveyance of ardor born in the palace of tears =
inspired by sysperia
#dance#astrology
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Nov 4, 2018
Nov 4, 2018 at 4:49 PM UTC
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