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It made a concoction; scarcely could it be true,
and real to have spent those moments with you? Take for
granted the doseage prescribed to your thou..
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days feed on eachother as if starvation has hit, slowly tugging and knawing at the
factors we partake in. There was neither of two hands, no gentle ..
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white skull rose; myenslaved bone
teeth clasp together, tender
andworn by sugared passion.
another scent of dusty inscence
burning through our n..
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why are nerves creeping in? After a painful night without you; yelling words I used to love and still love, in silence. I said that I was a rock, thou..
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I swore you loved it when I softly caught your hair in between my fingers,
and ran it 'til the tip ends. I swear I loved it, as you cradled my neck s..
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Your sweetest bitter breath of smoke
felt warm upon my skin as we took a moment
from the world to bask in solace
with one another we dwelled
and ..
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you put it on me, enchanting my mood. An arrogance so swell and familiar
brisking past as past memories now do. Interest took from advancement, and ..
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we'll take it long, a shorter route
foraging, sniffles of a cold leaving traces
of an ill humanity skipping over leaves.
Defining circles around ..
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I don't even remember writing them when I feel like this //
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When we're told that it will the best time, we hope for it. Yet not until we get there, do we see the truth they boast. A lavishing life, of play hard..
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