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there is something about a door with a lock that makes me desperate to find the key. the mystery carries an almost euphoric presence. it likes to surface occasionally and tug at the corners of my heart just enough to remind me of an insatiable thirst that i didn't realize had lingered. i couldn't say for sure what it is that draws me in perhaps it's the hidden secrets or the complex workings maybe just the appearance- the kind that carries a promise or emits a sense of adventure and if you couldn't already tell, i'm not talking about doors anymore.
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Jun 24, 2014
Jun 24, 2014 at 2:57 PM UTC
this is for the storm inside your eyes
there is something about a door with a lock that makes me desperate to find the key. the mystery carries an almost euphoric presence. it likes to surface occasionally and tug at the corners of my heart just enough to remind me of an insatiable thirst that i didn't realize had lingered. i couldn't say for sure what it is that draws me in perhaps it's the hidden secrets or the complex workings maybe just the appearance- the kind that carries a promise or emits a sense of adventure and if you couldn't already tell, i'm not talking about doors anymore.
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Jun 24, 2014
Jun 24, 2014 at 2:57 PM UTC
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