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32yrs • F •
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A Sop To Cerberus |
There's something I've been waiting for, something to make my voice quit breaking, something to stop me from shaking. Maybe it's the upturn of your smirk, or the softness of your lips. So, I have been staring through the clouds looking for this reason to be. My breath is ice to match my skin, my hair a black bushel of fire. There' somsthing I've been waiting for, something to make this pencil move, something to make the nights easier and the days shorter. So, I'm running down the block, wind slicing my hair, this country sidewalk cracking beneath me. All these shadowy one story windows are fading off into the distance, I can't feel my lungs inflate anymore.
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"There\\\\\\\'s a thin line between life and lifelike"
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