burst
Tank remembering his words something ruptured like a pin pricking blossoms filled with a sweet, incandescent light of dawn...

i am holding my breath since the last words i inhaled were your cynosural utterances. they ricochet around my abdomen like moths becoming one with a flame...
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distorted tendencies nice colourful sphere floating with the wind so fragile 010825
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JuLeZ pardon me while i burst
- incubus
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xyz what one does when they've swallowed too much. 040118
what's it to you?
who go
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