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That scent more in memory.
Do I dare disturb universe, tempted to mend the pathways atrophied in dead end corners impose my egoist neurology. All stares fixed on her black widow fingertips.
Dare I the universe, recall that life in a singe verse, measured out and then forsaken of skin? A faint digression(repression) Come hither, you gracious no-name. Come hither, you bold disguise. replaced by precious memoirs that since has enticed memory of nails painted so prettily. senses allured distracting... unaware of the death sentence stricken on your palm like cross hairs disguised as a lifeline, diminished abruptly one verse at a lifetime.
ad hoc, ad hoc, trezore-in that scent says more.
ad hoc, ad hoc, anno domini-that scent more in memory.
analytical observation of what resulted from a clotted vein raises the questions of your friends and your lovers. Tell us the truth were you gutted from the inside, torn apart, spread Tell us the truth. Under the hemorrhaging- which will hurt worse? when you applied the brakes.
Antithesis, antithesis. As savage the romance as our next day stiff necks. A spiders in a flick of your wrist.
Antithesis, antithesis. In memory. Savage our refusal to look left, when it felt so right. Come hither! That scent more in memory, that scent works to disguise the stench of a crash and burn. Il be the first one to admit, in a minute there is time. I indulged in your existence and dissolved like a gun smoke caress on your silken web. Rise like the flames in a scene from the end.

by indifference T-Minus seventeen years and counting.
Il be the one to admit that I indulged in your existence.
Etherized, t-minus years and counting.