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promenades the sleepless night through my, like rain, palm; tears, counting, marble-toward drops i am to nothing degenerated, pirating surrealism. with my contusions, awareness-lacked, tramples brought to the temple, rotoscoped, liquidates from the core, curdled blood. clouds, sickness with apathy, the air made balcony on, flesh-spoken, impassioned. i, the night, erotize begin their flock, sursum corda! tremble, i, and scrape the tower before me pulverization may lead to immunization, where i melt as sulfur in Midas’s clasp. i walked his tread, years on end, scoped out miserable, fragmented, at startwith: he touched my arm and to precious metals, pitchfork incubated, i arose fashioned his pedestal, glamored in steps, appraised biased no represent sources, ideal inertia, this primal adoration slips of drillpressed kisses caught off guard. in the tufts, my mortal : remember, i, of parquet deeply hidden; i am of a world, peace, cast : however, deeply lachrymogenic
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Oct 12, 2013
Oct 12, 2013 at 1:14 AM UTC
by the tough of velvet
promenades the sleepless night through my, like rain, palm; tears, counting, marble-toward drops i am to nothing degenerated, pirating surrealism. with my contusions, awareness-lacked, tramples brought to the temple, rotoscoped, liquidates from the core, curdled blood. clouds, sickness with apathy, the air made balcony on, flesh-spoken, impassioned. i, the night, erotize begin their flock, sursum corda! tremble, i, and scrape the tower before me pulverization may lead to immunization, where i melt as sulfur in Midas’s clasp. i walked his tread, years on end, scoped out miserable, fragmented, at startwith: he touched my arm and to precious metals, pitchfork incubated, i arose fashioned his pedestal, glamored in steps, appraised biased no represent sources, ideal inertia, this primal adoration slips of drillpressed kisses caught off guard. in the tufts, my mortal : remember, i, of parquet deeply hidden; i am of a world, peace, cast : however, deeply lachrymogenic
...and it doesn't have to end there. much of what i already know and learn is transmitted sent to me through experiences i'd rather not relive (until encouragement speaks) but through the hardest circumstances come the better attractions although sometimes bad leads to worse, (and i wish it hadn't).
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Oct 12, 2013
Oct 12, 2013 at 1:14 AM UTC
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