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City of glass
She…offered her bones from a city where the cobble stones would sweat coppertone. A misfit in the cities thread but a good fit nonetheless a lover of jazz and a self proclaimed socialist, always pissed always wished, she was a dreamer an escapist with great tits. She would chase excitement like a Christian desperately Seeking enlightenment. She was innocent despite this an every night she’d kiss the skies on flightless wings. Her iris…full of nightmares. Her dreams nightless things. Shes lost in the reflection of the puddles she jumps Chasing bridges in knee high tides Drifting along the windows like a moving mannequin Sifting through the glass seeking truth in the contrast She was adamant. Finding herself between each rocks Misplacement, at last. |
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