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Fleeting light glides a thought while eyes ponder the madness of gold. between  insults, jealousy of glitter creates a sleek glance.

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Her sight demands no chance for the hurt to see inside.  completion of isolation  will  extend towards the ceiling inside a pink haze.

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Interference rejects the smile but now there is movement and desire only in the memory.  faking is possible underneath a glass floor.

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Enough punching ground for later.  gold is an illusion. only one door here. lights obey. maybe the glow is the after thought. but did it really happen?

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There is nothing to fear. her immobile state creates a line of falling statues. walls are vital for advice. tables and chairs in need of the right balance. anguish creates a prize.

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Remnants of voices magnify the emptiness of the night before in front of scattered particles. the ritual guarded by her vision of a miracle, vodka cuts through her body.

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No good pretending it didn’t happen. anger of course was always part of it. never a reason to look official in black

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Maniacs of vulnerable youth. tragedy compartments meet the flower junkies. betrayal is surrounding me.