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edging
God does not exist, but
they are getting close
spread it thin
before the end, ones
in the matrimony
of suffocated geometry
The union doesn't matter
neither does this mass
but the division that grafts skin
onto the prolonged arousal
of the anything next
feels like light loves, alive
that it is not lasting
they are getting close
spread it thin
before the end, ones
in the matrimony
of suffocated geometry
The union doesn't matter
neither does this mass
but the division that grafts skin
onto the prolonged arousal
of the anything next
feels like light loves, alive
that it is not lasting
Published 24th Jan 2014
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24th Jan 2014 4:08am
dude you are a fn cosmonaut light yrs beyond the average human's orbit.....makes me feel not so alone..............
24th Jan 2014 11:41am
High praise JR, thanks man....the orbit of the divine losers.... No other way! Cheers bro
24th Jan 2014 10:09pm
"but the division that grafts skin
onto the prolonged arousal
of the anything next"
Damn LB, made a brotha have to read this twice! You smoked the good shit for this one. Fine read my man.
onto the prolonged arousal
of the anything next"
Damn LB, made a brotha have to read this twice! You smoked the good shit for this one. Fine read my man.
25th Jan 2014 10:30am
