Colds sweats awaken me,
I rise breathless
with visions
of jagged trails
& camouflaged
face paints
& L-shaped
ambushes.
Jun 17, 2014
Jun 17, 2014 at 5:08 PM UTC
Colds sweats awaken me,
I rise breathless
with visions
of jagged trails
& camouflaged
face paints
& L-shaped
ambushes.
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