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25 September, 2010

Fucking random poem...

For these extensions of thine numb is felt,

Winters night breeze sees no warmth in touch,
Reaches to thy oh frozen thee beat,
Gallops fast to slow it creaks,
Carved thee breath on a still wind,
For thou dim light pulls through,
Screws tight of flesh,
Bolts deep of nerves,
Muscle these four corners through,
Weeping to thee of insides of fear,
Motion paused of shiver blowing skin to halt,
Oh eyes do shine for thee,
Oh still beat do beat for heat,
Sentences drums want hear,
Invisible pump do show.

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