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there's 3 varieties of rock scouted from the hillside at the foot of the launchpad. I LOAD UP ANGER, IN ALL OF ITS FROZEN AND FIERY SHARPNESS WEIGHING DOWN THE MECHANISM WITH ALL OF MY EXPECTATIONS TO THROW AT THESE UNFEELING WALLS to simmer and smoulder before impact like a whispered promise. (i reach for silence) (the underhandedness catching my fingers) (drawing blood over the drawstring) (sending another part of me in its flightpath) it never reaches the sky you can't fire a non-feeling as much as we wish we could. so-i-decide-to-settle-down- in-this-trebuchet- to-see-if-throwing-myself-headlong- will-let-me-break-through-or-break-me- The castle walls remain up, the remains of a young man were recently disposed of by the guards, cause of death?   Trying too hard.
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Mar 19, 2019
Mar 19, 2019 at 7:53 PM UTC
trebuchet
there's 3 varieties of rock scouted from the hillside at the foot of the launchpad. I LOAD UP ANGER, IN ALL OF ITS FROZEN AND FIERY SHARPNESS WEIGHING DOWN THE MECHANISM WITH ALL OF MY EXPECTATIONS TO THROW AT THESE UNFEELING WALLS to simmer and smoulder before impact like a whispered promise. (i reach for silence) (the underhandedness catching my fingers) (drawing blood over the drawstring) (sending another part of me in its flightpath) it never reaches the sky you can't fire a non-feeling as much as we wish we could. so-i-decide-to-settle-down- in-this-trebuchet- to-see-if-throwing-myself-headlong- will-let-me-break-through-or-break-me- The castle walls remain up, the remains of a young man were recently disposed of by the guards, cause of death?   Trying too hard.
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Mar 19, 2019
Mar 19, 2019 at 7:53 PM UTC
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