The vibration of your
Discontent sends
Endless echos of unrealistic
Expectations down my
Spine; Permeance,
Inevitable.
Sunlight dances
Gleefully, filtered
on the back of my eyelids
As my mannerisms
Speak before my
Mouth
Can attempt to take control.
Jan 21, 2014
Jan 21, 2014 at 3:39 PM UTC
The vibration of your
Discontent sends
Endless echos of unrealistic
Expectations down my
Spine; Permeance,
Inevitable.
Sunlight dances
Gleefully, filtered
on the back of my eyelids
As my mannerisms
Speak before my
Mouth
Can attempt to take control.
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