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my life so fragmented like these passing highway lines foot to floor the coalescing neon of this dark city - a beautiful place for a ceremony. my best man beneath the hood - my most trusted, honored friend assures me that this ceremony will be memorable, it will be the best thing i've ever done. i look down the aisle and i can see her... my beautiful bride shimmering silver along side the pavement parson waiting for our vows dearly beloved we are gathered here today among the congregation of shattered glass - til death do us part i do.
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Aug 8, 2010
Aug 8, 2010 at 4:07 PM UTC
marriage with a guardrail.
my life so fragmented like these passing highway lines foot to floor the coalescing neon of this dark city - a beautiful place for a ceremony. my best man beneath the hood - my most trusted, honored friend assures me that this ceremony will be memorable, it will be the best thing i've ever done. i look down the aisle and i can see her... my beautiful bride shimmering silver along side the pavement parson waiting for our vows dearly beloved we are gathered here today among the congregation of shattered glass - til death do us part i do.
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Aug 8, 2010
Aug 8, 2010 at 4:07 PM UTC
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