1,484 millisecondsA Poem by Ruminating ArchaeologistThe speed of sound through water. I love my titles ^^.
it rolls off my tongue, the word
I have devoured it, not just mere taste yes yes per-fec-tion in every drop and then SHATTER glass a vase across a universe a space echo (echo) as it falls... we are broken we are endless we are bound we are free we are parallel we are parallax we are the control we are the distraction we are the evolution we are the destruction we are the tie-dyed shoelace that ties us we are the silver-bladed knife that slices us I am speed. I am a vacuum. I am here. I am gone. falling falling falling © 2011 Ruminating ArchaeologistFeatured Review
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Added on December 5, 2010Last Updated on January 23, 2011 Tags: 1, 484 milliseconds AuthorRuminating ArchaeologistParadoxical Cerebrum, INAboutSince 8th grade, I've been writing and I honestly can say I've improved. My deviant art account is normally where I'm stationed, and I use it frequently. I also have a fanfiction.net account, and I'm .. more..Writing
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