Pacing,
Pacing forth, forth
to oblivion.
a stolid death.
Consumed by a
swelling pain
in
my
lungs
I lie between the
velvet,
bitter sounds of the
purity
Apr 24, 2014
Apr 24, 2014 at 6:18 PM UTC
Pacing,
Pacing forth, forth
to oblivion.
a stolid death.
Consumed by a
swelling pain
in
my
lungs
I lie between the
velvet,
bitter sounds of the
purity
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