sex

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Somewhat poems

supple words



anxious thoughts

faded illumination



sense awkwardness

replicated actions

time soars

craving it to slow down

desiring to imprison theses blissful moments

over in the vein of that

painful corpse  

deadened lips  

drained of energy

contentment is so deep

unfeasible to sleep

distinguishing devotion for the first instant of a atrocious existence

Author's Notes/Comments: 

hah

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