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akiba_kei
May 25, 16 at 2:57pm
For some time I traced a circle For my part I reached the fullmoon For days, oh, of halo, you survived your constant But for all the world this was a cycle For all that, you hide your chaos And for all I know you were my moonlight For many miles now, I have recollected For my sake, then, moonlight, plz, again be reflected For once, oh, my halo, reveal your heartful ratio For good your Divine large Proportion of yourself of days of note of halo
jjmcspanky23
Jun 30, 16 at 8:22pm
Very deep, and quite entrancing to read. I like it :3
waynez23
Jul 23, 16 at 2:35am
well done
eliascorazon
some great stuff here ^_^
akiba_kei
Aug 12, 16 at 8:58pm
I greatly appreciate your kind words.
akiba_kei
May 24, 17 at 12:57pm
EXCURSION For some say, at Dracanum and some, on windy Icarus and some, in Naxos o Heaven-Born, Insewn, Satura was here on september third vast and wet zones to gaze over in a mountain stream, there is a wattled barrier built by the busy wind. Yet it's only maple leaves, powerless to flow away. Pigeons fly in parallel formation down the street, like von Richthofen on a bombing raid. She was very fragile and sad and quiet as she came, for there was no end to the grief she felt: she walked with her head bowed to the ground. She has the skin of a sweaty soldier. Young sprig. Barley water and glimpse. Haute values. Simple fact: Noblesse oblige. Nocturnally try to spell out. Exquisite ...warm correlation and a pot of molten gold to tear your peel from the top of the cheekbones to the tip of the chin and back above flame murmurs... a mouth of magnolia and red... you didn't do this, did you? ...chemisettes, bouffants, Herzigová's legs like javelins sink into the cerebral cortex. A secret of her skin, ruin, crapulence. The aesthetical side of marbled touch by a laughter. Malicious teeth. Spittle cascade. O, inspirer of frenzied women a river a boat on the Styx. We singers sing of you as we begin and as we end a strain, and none forgetting you may call holy song to mind. And so, farewell, Dionysus, Insewn.
akiba_kei
May 24, 17 at 1:13pm
SI MME X EST LA SEULE DES PRÉVENUES À INVOQUER LA PRESCRIPTION DE L'ACTION PUBLIQUE ouais la lunaison parmi nous parmi nos fesses et nos chaises mais la poule fesse le désir de ma bouche et la couche des coulées est sonnant l'opium étonnant devient fou il y avait ton vomi amnesie dans la pharmacie
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