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The Red Call To Watering CansBoy! This is a stroke in new paint, only partially consequential in direction. Vulture reflections, all in the same frame, equaling washing-machine-like autophagy Take me and you back to the white tiger-fingered boss, but there are conclusions hanging! Look ma! No hands, no eyes, but he pierces our dresses like butterflies made scissors... So Our flowers are bloated at the stem but shouting the revolution at mountain-tops and commune meetings Our flowers are songs that loop onto themselves because that is what Right does. We circle off those who hold adolescence in stride while taking smiles toThe Red Call To Watering Cans
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KDjkhdsjkagdaBarril de pólvora pendurado dos teus dedos de pianista, desculpas parvas refugiadas na cova do teu dente, e a música flui. Expiras algoritmos desactualizados, com força, angarias no peito saudades de nada, e a música flui.KDjkhdsjkagda
Alvejas o branco com precisão desengraçada, alvejas-me o braço com certeza desengonçada, e eu quase respiro.
by ~FumoDaFrase
ArchomaiSugo com palmas de puto o brilho aos momentos, e mando berros numa miríade de direcções, mesmo que não as veja, novo e suado.Archomai
Olho em frente, ou tento, ou finjo, e não gosto.
Passarei o pé p'la porta, cliché por cliché, e nada terei a reter com anal dedicação por nada querer reter, por nada ter brilho chegado às minhas palmas aos meus olhos à minha cabeça e coração de puto!
by ~FumoDaFrase
Flashed PlasticThe minute hasn't passed.Flashed Plastic
You light another napkin and draw a harsher fire into yourself, through the moldy cigarette. Rain batters the house comfortably, and you sway to its sound, and wish you'd have the beauty in you to hurl yourself outside, spinning, to be battered yourself.
Instead, when leaning to the front, the smoke strikes your eyes and wets them, clouding the magazine's place in your head. You rub your eyes, you stop the sway, and take it in your hands.
There are still flashes everywhere, through the grey-tinted weight; lipstick, fashions and bodies throwing themselves at your head, tryi
by ~FumoDaFrase
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dOop!
Só porque sim. Porque eu fiz refresh.
Ehehe.
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