Your purple font leaks into eyes,
a drunkard's breath poisoning a virgin ear.
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- Saraosis
- Back in the day you didn't notice the sunrise, or ...
- Back in the day words didn't ooze out of my hands....
- i wish we were always new, in bloomour laced toes ...
- i want to create, i want to use my brain, i want t...
- we were never 'just friends'
- so long since i have created something to be proud...
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- i am terribly uncommitted i want to release someth...
- but the way you are structuredit is quite obvious,...
- cage to cave, "now this is my skin i feel"
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1 comment:
rediculous, I think you and I must think the same way when we write
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