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Sep 11, 2013
Sep 11, 2013 at 12:54 AM UTC
hydra
Si   lent              fig   ures                            un   der   a   du   vet I do not know them                             the pic   ture is not clear e   nough                             I simp   ly can't i  ma   gine   the   breath               on a   no   ther one’s skin                              crack   le be   tween   fin   gers and so - called sparks                              but I would dis   cover                              the wi   res that con   nect us und   er   stand our net   work               like a be   guil   ing lab   y   rinth                              quick blink - touch   es qui   et   ly                             crad   le your name                             as if it were a snow   flake
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Feb 27, 2015
Feb 27, 2015 at 2:20 PM UTC
Labyrinth
I wake hearing the Dog scratch, but I hope its you Turning the door **** I DON'T KNOW WHAT YOU ARE THINKING AND IT'S KILLING ME, but I don't mind. The morning you woke Up and kissed me is the reas- on I won't give up. You make me feel like A seventeen year old girl. It's good to feel, though. I'd be happy you're Home, but instead of my fail- ures, I think of you. You are a vampire. When you are near me, you drain Me of all I am. I wish I played an Instrument, so I could make You feel how I feel.
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Aug 19, 2011
Aug 19, 2011 at 1:56 PM UTC
come back home. no wait, go back to london.
the clouds were troubling her again. but like a roof over her head, he makes the clouds disappear. but caves and roofs and struct- ures and build- kings collapse even the sturdiest structures will break. even you will break. but breaking, at times, is positive. because when you break, you find those who truly care about you. I care abo- ut you dear. darling, you seem so strong. but when will the pressure get to be too heavy for you? when you break, I wanna be there. I wish to see your fragile bones snap under the pressure that has been accumu- lating for years. almost as an "i- told-you-so." you will break. I wanna watch you snap and break and crumble. you will, I know you will. ev- entual- ly. and I will be there to watch and to help. even though I want to see you break, I don't want you to break. I just need to know you feel in- side. do you have a heart? do you feel things? I need to see you break; I need to have proof.
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Mar 26, 2014
Mar 26, 2014 at 12:27 PM UTC
roto.