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*Which thousandth time is this, that  my heart and soul cry out to you? You have knocked my world senseless yet again. rendered me incapable, unreachable, unlovable.* I am in the space between life, death and dreams where I can sit next to you all I want and feel home. The rage, quietened by our tenderness, our tenderness stoked by our synergies aligning The shape and shadows of our love fall on the wall, a four armed hypnotic cobra, two twined into one an intrinsic vibration, a holy peace to transcend all eternity; I could spend forever here... -If I wasn't so captivated by his seductive hell.
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Feb 28, 2014
Feb 28, 2014 at 8:18 PM UTC
In the spaces between love and hate
*Which thousandth time is this, that  my heart and soul cry out to you? You have knocked my world senseless yet again. rendered me incapable, unreachable, unlovable.* I am in the space between life, death and dreams where I can sit next to you all I want and feel home. The rage, quietened by our tenderness, our tenderness stoked by our synergies aligning The shape and shadows of our love fall on the wall, a four armed hypnotic cobra, two twined into one an intrinsic vibration, a holy peace to transcend all eternity; I could spend forever here... -If I wasn't so captivated by his seductive hell.
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Feb 28, 2014
Feb 28, 2014 at 8:18 PM UTC
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