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Part I:Calculator and DinosaurOh the talk of the crowds is just a box of lovelessPart I:Calculator and Dinosaur
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Rivets make up the torque of the design; bolts as clamped teeth but siphoning the bark of the casket. Not surprising- another faulty design for harlots to bark at and applaud for. Absent minded fools struck with an absinthe in their corneas and sclera alike.
Oculi still dampened by the previous impact aproach these saint like figures. The skull is just a loculus in this mob as shines the light to motley arrangement of that Manx-
Immune to cold &
by ~Shealtiel
Utensil Faliure at InstrumentPreface:Utensil Faliure at Instrument
Once in an open moment, Blaring, tucks folds into a stupid suspicious precept of longevity.
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Elton's Teeth
Molten riches and still grinning with just a sample of the metallic beverage. Slow to sunder what's really in the vesica; End result, neither odorous or colourful. The teeth are truly slaves but still compensated with fleshly and agaric cutlets.
Elton's Tongue
Malformed and half dissected the vox doesn't return or escape. As if fatally taped and bo
by ~Shealtiel
Managing the Opera HouseMyriads maraud regions where souls Of empty glass spheroid pairings part Ways with breath and throat.Managing the Opera House
Dials of wrath turn fraught as toils Of empty furrows seem bleak for Artful points flake the red of every pulse.
Past the foray, This invasion, assault, offensive ends by A blinking of simple day:
Torso’s added to dust as steps to the floor, Torrid skies add weight to heavy eyes, Talking only slows time, Talismans held at each hand to escort Tenets of bravery to weary spines.
Dialects of wavering tongues echo Throu
by ~Shealtiel
Quite tiredMassage past clavicle, a sweeping tundra with black trees, above the mongrel chasm- mascerate on the soil as the fluid drips ever so slowly upward.Quite tired
The pergelisol seems more of leather than ice or dirt, however, if one were forced to choose, dirt is closer.
Flexible thorns that don't bite but keep warm a soul may transgress the minds of an onlooker to a fatal exchange of sentences; if fortunate enough for more than one word.
The Citadel, above the thickest pair of organic nails, sitting somewhat hi
by ~Shealtiel
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