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Taboo Affection |
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Joe Houck Member
since 2001-04-23
Posts 324california 
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Taboo Affection What makes you the flame is the skeleton of that which makes me the moth guilty bystanders walk in their own stagnant sludge warm thick abandon I tread no longer in swamps I have created left for lesser man like weevils for sustenance or shelter the mulch benefits allure; aversion still work to looks its equal but I know better isolating truth roots entrenched but bud aloft my barren touch bleeds you choose not to see unfurled fire so distinct to the core’s own heat I wish not to be existence comes with a price too condescending I find it fitting the berries of mistletoe are filled with poison |
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