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Blood and bones never leave the adversity, with which the lifeless tones spark with melody Unheard live demons, or monsters whatsoever The chills of summer and the heat of winter Might ignite a million suns Under the skins of humans Consumes them till they are burnt or down under earth six feet Melody drags with no beat and no such audibility Only exists under my skin In my favors and sins My demons, my angels, The hexes, the spells All under or inside us to begin All lay there, and then Under our skins
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Dec 2, 2013
Dec 2, 2013 at 4:34 AM UTC
Under the skins
Blood and bones never leave the adversity, with which the lifeless tones spark with melody Unheard live demons, or monsters whatsoever The chills of summer and the heat of winter Might ignite a million suns Under the skins of humans Consumes them till they are burnt or down under earth six feet Melody drags with no beat and no such audibility Only exists under my skin In my favors and sins My demons, my angels, The hexes, the spells All under or inside us to begin All lay there, and then Under our skins
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Nepalese
Dec 2, 2013
Dec 2, 2013 at 4:34 AM UTC
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