. these deep uply
)whom i'm become
as you'm
i'd like to with (
achingly clutch
the whim whisper
the sure hum
and crisp vibrance
of white white mouth;
always starrily
always upwardly
: body
of snow in June(
whose light pertness be ).
whose own wish nothing ever
so be could:
as white.
as mouth.
Jun 10, 2014
Jun 10, 2014 at 5:47 PM UTC
. these deep uply
)whom i'm become
as you'm
i'd like to with (
achingly clutch
the whim whisper
the sure hum
and crisp vibrance
of white white mouth;
always starrily
always upwardly
: body
of snow in June(
whose light pertness be ).
whose own wish nothing ever
so be could:
as white.
as mouth.
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