Were all creatures.
Born of complicated kaleidoscopic shapes.
Why am I sorry for not realizing how complicated it is..
How complicated it is to be the exact form of another.
There is only understanding, and I understand you.
I want you.
The full effect.
The all in awe.
What kind of electricity is pulsing in these chords, these veins of mine?
And why do all of these bulbs turn on at the same time?
I confuse myself.
Frustration sets.
Reflexes malfunction.
Meltdown.
A ******* mental meltdown.
Nov 5, 2013
Nov 5, 2013 at 5:54 PM UTC
Were all creatures.
Born of complicated kaleidoscopic shapes.
Why am I sorry for not realizing how complicated it is..
How complicated it is to be the exact form of another.
There is only understanding, and I understand you.
I want you.
The full effect.
The all in awe.
What kind of electricity is pulsing in these chords, these veins of mine?
And why do all of these bulbs turn on at the same time?
I confuse myself.
Frustration sets.
Reflexes malfunction.
Meltdown.
A ******* mental meltdown.
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