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Inescapable time, unfailingly ticks until the break of imperative bands serrated nails, lethal ****** a throbbing head in tremulous hands Punctured holes, enlarged by rage a desperate personality to never quit for a replica will ultimately disengage from a brain that's split Tiny beads of perspiration form mutilated bands snap as I relapse dampened palms, insides warm my mind is seized as I collapse Devoured by control as I foresaw an identity murdered to emerge again my blood dripping, her finger tips raw for she awakened as one, at ten past ten. By: Melissa June
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Feb 17, 2019
Feb 17, 2019 at 10:18 PM UTC
Ten Past Ten
Inescapable time, unfailingly ticks until the break of imperative bands serrated nails, lethal ****** a throbbing head in tremulous hands Punctured holes, enlarged by rage a desperate personality to never quit for a replica will ultimately disengage from a brain that's split Tiny beads of perspiration form mutilated bands snap as I relapse dampened palms, insides warm my mind is seized as I collapse Devoured by control as I foresaw an identity murdered to emerge again my blood dripping, her finger tips raw for she awakened as one, at ten past ten. By: Melissa June
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Feb 17, 2019
Feb 17, 2019 at 10:18 PM UTC
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