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The sea separates our skin. We feel closer to moon then begin to bleed again. Pulling ourselves in two. Hearts and minds, I promise you I won't resist or turn away in time. You remind me of a place I knew With no street lights interstates or signs. Who knows where we are going? Who knows what we will find? Take a deep breath in. Try not to drown yourself. I hate to see you scream. Your pain turns to suffering so quickly. I am trying to help you here. But you see me as ghost. A darkened figure in the night. Who holds you like a rope. You live in constant fear. Claim what’s beneath your bones. Aim for his heart with a sharp arrow. All we have in the end is our spines and sternums. The rest we leave to an exhausted sun. What moves your body, may not move mine.
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Nov 14, 2014
Nov 14, 2014 at 3:04 AM UTC
Boundless Fire
The sea separates our skin. We feel closer to moon then begin to bleed again. Pulling ourselves in two. Hearts and minds, I promise you I won't resist or turn away in time. You remind me of a place I knew With no street lights interstates or signs. Who knows where we are going? Who knows what we will find? Take a deep breath in. Try not to drown yourself. I hate to see you scream. Your pain turns to suffering so quickly. I am trying to help you here. But you see me as ghost. A darkened figure in the night. Who holds you like a rope. You live in constant fear. Claim what’s beneath your bones. Aim for his heart with a sharp arrow. All we have in the end is our spines and sternums. The rest we leave to an exhausted sun. What moves your body, may not move mine.
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Hewasminemoon
Nov 14, 2014
Nov 14, 2014 at 3:04 AM UTC
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