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We can not see through our eyes,
but only through our fingertips.
A slave,
far gone to know.
...

Shine the moon upon you skin,
and kiss the ripples and life between them.
To have and to hold.
A corner and nothing but streetlight fold.
...

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The Monster

We can not see through our eyes,
but only through our fingertips.
A slave,
far gone to know.
Dust and pixels of hope.
They cover their eyes that they bare not to see,
they cover their eyes ahamed of what he's becoming.
They nod there heads,
bite their lips...
Is that the just of it?
To coil and to cross,
To love and to rott.
Nothing more...
than the epttiamy of you.

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