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Mind-blowing stares and glimpses
Soul-ripping confessions of betrayal
Self-loathing nights of solitude
Our decaying senses
Lost to Tube Villain
Sparkling scabs
Glittered lies
Twisting truths of past
Written in bold signs
Comforting self-help guides
Queues to webcam melodramas
Modern Life?
ashes are thrown
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glass is splintered
unto our selves....
woman under woman
man under man
reality is never
feedin a brain
so dont think much
about the lost touch
freeze ur moments
and absorb ur doubts!!!
PEACE