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| Coldmeshach | Be in the Smoke and clouds and cry in the orchestra of violins and sow the beauty and cry forever without hunger on the cliff under the 3 am black skies illuminated by the explosions and the blue of beauty that i have no idea how it got there and i love you and i love everything and i want everything to stop moving and stop eating and trying and just cry into the sky forever and become orion as a constellation and just be beauty and never catch up to the future and just stand still. | 030321 |
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| nijala | crash into space feel cold empty rails of preserved vanity covering my body with a silk screen and blue-black like the bruise or the sky and i can't take it all in this never ending feeding monstar eating my heaart raw. | 030926 |