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The song sings deep in the realms of her wounds
Wed, April 30, 2008 - 10:24 PM
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That is Her inside me, buried.. undiscovered That is Mother of Everything, singing, curled in a spoon. I forgot about her for a while there, busy getting flattered By the brightness of the moon on my cheeks And the the stars sparkling goose bumps of thoughts feathered And climbing with excitement towards the shiny peaks Pressure in my ribs i am bound to find her now.. She has been pulling me down relentlessly As gravity pulls on sp... read more
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