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DISPLAYING IMPATIENCE Petrichor is blue on sad days sometimes comes back as fire but on happy wamble it's pink as a flower Aglet! Aglet! i tore your armour now i walk with loose shoelace! Only on myleftFoot do i fear life AND vagitus speaks clearly suing me within my heart cut a star at glabella space watching the cosmos drink the memories of all my love and pain And she wore natiform on her chest with a big heart bursting seeds of flowers one that fell between her legs and grew a wild rose that ate me whole i should be comforted i should be comforted i should be arrested I'm my favorite patient writing prescription for mental constipation burnt like cornicione but i'm relaxing and took ferrule stabbing the tip of my eyes which hides my burnt brain :: 03-30-2016 ::

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