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rushed out dirt kicked asphalt gripped and i am gaping open flesh wound infected with your insensitivity blame it on dopamine bone dry tongue manages to barely slip out a goodbye no hug no kiss while my arms are wide asking where is this coming from? tripping over cracks in the sidewalk to wander why? you don't want to do this right now you want to run i want to run after you you want to drown in black dreams and big black pupils i want to barrel out of this tunnel and into the light of our peripherals because this isn't the worst we've fought through and we can fight through this if you choose to ill stand beside you i hate being behind you every time you rush out.
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Mar 9, 2014
Mar 9, 2014 at 1:39 AM UTC
pleas from tunnel vision
rushed out dirt kicked asphalt gripped and i am gaping open flesh wound infected with your insensitivity blame it on dopamine bone dry tongue manages to barely slip out a goodbye no hug no kiss while my arms are wide asking where is this coming from? tripping over cracks in the sidewalk to wander why? you don't want to do this right now you want to run i want to run after you you want to drown in black dreams and big black pupils i want to barrel out of this tunnel and into the light of our peripherals because this isn't the worst we've fought through and we can fight through this if you choose to ill stand beside you i hate being behind you every time you rush out.
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Mar 9, 2014
Mar 9, 2014 at 1:39 AM UTC
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