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tonight i desire a kind of life that parents would name disappointing i would live through lonely skyscrapers that were much better known as my haunting to dress in gowns as black as my future and sing the blues to desperate smirks as they grab my thigh in a hollow lust and to let them would double my whole night's work straight ***** would become my drink ordered at bars where they welcome my type leopard coats swung over a slippery stool while i'm in the bathroom, with men who knew i might i'd ride the subway in the early hours with that almost vulnerable stare i flash smeared lipstick and a desire of death hoping this nightly routine would stand as my last
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Aug 9, 2013
Aug 9, 2013 at 7:50 PM UTC
a mystery to a world without intrigue
tonight i desire a kind of life that parents would name disappointing i would live through lonely skyscrapers that were much better known as my haunting to dress in gowns as black as my future and sing the blues to desperate smirks as they grab my thigh in a hollow lust and to let them would double my whole night's work straight ***** would become my drink ordered at bars where they welcome my type leopard coats swung over a slippery stool while i'm in the bathroom, with men who knew i might i'd ride the subway in the early hours with that almost vulnerable stare i flash smeared lipstick and a desire of death hoping this nightly routine would stand as my last
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Aug 9, 2013
Aug 9, 2013 at 7:50 PM UTC
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