tobacco and peppermint, dusting for fingerprints
film in her eyes from the glow
-brand new
[strange brew]
there's an unsettling concoction of nostalgia, fear, and adrenaline brewing within me.
my fight or flight senses always opt for flight in facing crises.
looks like i'm headed for a midnight run tonight.
call me a safe bet, i'm betting i'm not.
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you are common repose, let your beauty unfold, how I like the skin stretched over your bones, spring keeps you ever closed, you are second hand smoke, you are so fragile and thin, stand on trial for your sins, holding onto yourself as best you can, you are the smell before rain, you are the blood in my veins...
about 25% done with the unit plan. dear.god.
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