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the aristocracy called in sick"Hello, honey. I see you've come home early tonight. I have something to tell you."the aristocracy called in sick
Yes, I've missed you dear, and I have something to tell you to -- something to give you. Something in my pocket is feeling rather regicidal today; rather daring, rather curious, rather . . . committed, I'd say.
Oh, hun, what are you on about now? Do you think you're some chivalrous casanova? This morning, the starlit skies twinkled and it reminded me of your eyes, but I know I was just being fanciful."
Sit down, my darling mermaid. Let's engage in some blue
by *ChloroformBoy
my Delphic Head gave Lust headO cephalic Mistress ! Thou art but an effigy of Emotion's bourgeoisie; a marathon of secrecy in colloquial revelry, repressing regal reveries one might murder for.my Delphic Head gave Lust head
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Luxuria had an unfair affair on my Heart; my libidinous head shattered Her naivety via grotesque Romance.
She's so confused, She's trying to sing braille in twenty-two octaves, trying to whistle uninvented languages while choral gondoliers chase the canal in Her unfulfilled, unfulfilling arteries.
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Hark! coquettish har
by *ChloroformBoy
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no such thing as equalhastily, hastily now, you can step on peoples' toes but you can't climb the food chain faster than you can be consumed, like a love letter in a fire, curling around yourself and flaking to brittle pieces.no such thing as equal
if you knew how to swim, you'd float inside my harbor instead of drowning in my wake.
if i wasn't the little match girl, you wouldn't be able to set me afire so easily; i'd rather be flamable, though, than combustable like you. you can explode all you want, you will never hold a flame to me.
we hurtle over pavements at the spe
by ~L-forever
systematic alibismy toes would speak in morse code, spelling out freckles, - and fickle advancements - we, wooden, reach, finger t(r)ip(let)s poised -ammophilous by second (glanced) naturesystematic alibis
.punctuated by a glacier;
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(you grew them in your back yard, like mint leaves)
by *gedwaylem
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'oh just ignore her
she's the kind of girl who only eats meat to find the wish bone'
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'oh just ignore her
she's the kind of girl who only eats meat to find the wish bone'
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