The desert vista gleams with hysteria, impossible to foreordain
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Glamourized, these common waters, exposing her virginity in most frustrating
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vain
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The ship of discipline sink without trace, disappears with the change in the
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air
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Suddenly cold in its hurried nakedness, so many faces but none of them this
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fucking fair
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This monochrome desert collapse, tangled in a vortex of movement
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...Still I weep
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Out of sight, dreaming her presence, I listen to the wind
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Spasm of brilliance, plunge into the outside, forced to tears by the sight
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The twinge of desire, possessed by its darkness
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Yesterday beguilled by the slop of my exhausted tide
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...Is this something unique
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Oh, when I sit alone at night and wonder far and wide
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I succumb to the sound of her heart...
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Something Unique
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Enslavement Of Beauty |