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Why do I notice upon your face an expression,
that used to be fleshy and full figure? Where did our
turn alter, West; they were placed neatly cent..
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Thoughts based upon, 'As I wait for hope to come for me' - Brooke Fraser
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trace a thin lead line; sketch dark, an overpass between these two secrete bodies. Shade our imperfections out, and smudge our paths together. Do not ..
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I will laugh at my life, and cry with sorrow. I take refuge and hide, slipping inside a chestnut shell to cover my all; a body; of arms, of legs. I sh..
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I'll craft an end, out of wooden arches. And we'll saunter
into the mist, beckoning the thick smog winds our way, and past.
For we'll be singing to ..
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you're my throw away thoughts,
destined to a hell where we shall be together
embraced in one another's past.
Delvingin spiritedsins; those that oth..
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Taken cautiously;
pride about to overcome a
precious innocence softly lain across
sheets already scraped together
from a smoky, hazed beginning.
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'Do you ever take food into your room?'
'Yes'
'Then what do you expect, for the bug to lie dormant?'
You caress my soul, though it hides. Exc..
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Condition my behaviour and conform my agreement to yours
The stupor on their faces of her deviant ways
And a percentage of abberation, a quick delu..
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Capture her spine, bone white
laying effortlessly back, feigning
her helplessness
in mind of your desire.
Mirrorring glances, toapproach
slowl..
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