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Primative analog sounds of falling in Love

Paralysis in my wrists
that creeps up my neck.
numbing agent that dulls my senses
standing hair on heart throbbing edge.

audible soundscape of my destruction,
how very beautiful you are.
vivacious with a killers eyes.
Written by samael (Zaroff poetry)
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