THE GIRLA Story by DANGERMANY WINDS WASH YOUR APPEARANCE, LIKE MASKING GLITTER, TO BE SHOWN AGAIN & AGAIN FOR SHARED CELEBRATIONS, ALL THE PAST, DEFINES THE SOIL, UNDERGROUND AND HIGHER, NO DESTRUCTION OR SCREAM OF THE WILD IT TOILS WITH AGE, ENABLE ME TO SQUEEZE OUT YOUR LIFE, SO BLEED HAND IT OVER THEN YOUR BODY WILL BE MINE, YOUR BLOOD IN MINE, 'WHY WONT YOU DIE?' YOU STRAYED SO FAR AWAY, YOU KEPT YOUR PUZZLEMENT SHUT OUT WHILE THEY KEPT BARKING, ONCE THERE WASN'T ANY WAY TO LET IT GO, ANY WAY TO LET IT OUT THERE BESTOWED ON YOU, NOT ONE WAY TO REPLACE IT ALL THE WORDS YOU KNOW, IN YOUR HANDS, YOU OWN, AND, YET, NONE OF THEM HAS EVER DESCRIBED: THE CITY AFAR, IN RUINS, ITS OWN MONA LISA, A CASTLE STILL STANDING FROM PERMANENT DEFEAT, A WAY OF LIVING STRUCK DOWN FOR LIVING, TOO QUICK IS THEM, THEM THAT SHATTER FROM INTERNAL PRESSURE, SHOWING JUST AS QUICK
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1 Review Added on March 2, 2017 Last Updated on July 15, 2017 AuthorDANGERWAAboutI want to be more active, not just on this site or the internet itself. I want to listen to other people, but I also want to be heard. I don't have any friends, but don't dismiss that as not being adv.. more..Writing
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