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Bitter. Enfold me in it. Steel body and diamond crusted ears So I can feel no pain And hear no outer influences.    Hard.    Turn me into stone.    Infuse me, weld my cracks    From a past never to be renewed    And too stoic to ever feel another's warmth.       Bold.       Let myself take whomever I want       Whenever I want       Without consequence of being       Anything but concrete.          I'll be the manifestation of a developing polaroid          Only to be swayed and          Persuaded to come into focus          By the tickle of murmured wind          And golden embers of light.              Black and white              Color              Negative              Sepia              I could be it all.
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May 22, 2014
May 22, 2014 at 11:58 AM UTC
A Candid Shot
Bitter. Enfold me in it. Steel body and diamond crusted ears So I can feel no pain And hear no outer influences.    Hard.    Turn me into stone.    Infuse me, weld my cracks    From a past never to be renewed    And too stoic to ever feel another's warmth.       Bold.       Let myself take whomever I want       Whenever I want       Without consequence of being       Anything but concrete.          I'll be the manifestation of a developing polaroid          Only to be swayed and          Persuaded to come into focus          By the tickle of murmured wind          And golden embers of light.              Black and white              Color              Negative              Sepia              I could be it all.
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May 22, 2014
May 22, 2014 at 11:58 AM UTC
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