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I found a shadow perched in the palm of my hand, weaving his cloudy limbs about my lifeline, he said "I came here from far far away where wicked shadow creatures pass, wave, and pretend we all lived through it. I came here from far far away to live here on your lifeline and shout hello's to every long lost soul you pass, and do a funny dance for every tortured soul you wave to, and pour myself into the trenches in your skin until you are brave enough to stop pretending, you lived through it." A woman walked by, that I knew from somewhere far far away. She passed, I waved, we pretended.
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Jun 26, 2013
Jun 26, 2013 at 11:47 PM UTC
The Pre(tender)
I found a shadow perched in the palm of my hand, weaving his cloudy limbs about my lifeline, he said "I came here from far far away where wicked shadow creatures pass, wave, and pretend we all lived through it. I came here from far far away to live here on your lifeline and shout hello's to every long lost soul you pass, and do a funny dance for every tortured soul you wave to, and pour myself into the trenches in your skin until you are brave enough to stop pretending, you lived through it." A woman walked by, that I knew from somewhere far far away. She passed, I waved, we pretended.
chelsea-walker
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Jun 26, 2013
Jun 26, 2013 at 11:47 PM UTC
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