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It is positioning before away the large realization under a zero under the blankets inserting lines like they are before writing i should dive in a score and release a statement champions should dive feet first, lovers scalp first again touching she slips under the weight of the world chopping at any walls disappearing blindly throughout the invisible foggy dimensions
we lubricate our ears to hear the faintest sound their call outward towards each other streets are pipes, hearts are the plumbing mine pulling outward pounding on the very cage that contains it
Her blood boils beside his wagers outward lounges should they quickly disappear the tokens of kiss or cushy mushed up paperbacks eating delicately
swelling fully she is my loves sponge could they listen when a interpretation of your lucky madness? starving masochistic he implodes a life of story's prisoners chasing it to write down words of benefaction they holler for more lieing and less realism i am bashing these teeth in my dreams in my realities my horse rides takes outward toward those cliffs where stood two in one silhouettes
It is positioning before away the large realization under a zero under the blankets inserting lines like they are before writing i should dive in a score and release a statement champions should dive feet first, lovers scalp first again touching she slips under the weight of the world chopping at any walls disappearing blindly throughout the invisible foggy dimensions
we lubricate our ears to hear the faintest sound their call outward towards each other streets are pipes, hearts are the plumbing mine pulling outward pounding on the very cage that contains it
Her blood boils beside his wagers outward lounges should they quickly disappear the tokens of kiss or cushy mushed up paperbacks eating delicately
swelling fully she is my loves sponge could they listen when a interpretation of your lucky madness? starving masochistic he implodes a life of story's prisoners chasing it to write down words of benefaction they holler for more lieing and less realism i am bashing these teeth in my dreams in my realities my horse rides takes outward toward those cliffs where stood two in one silhouettes