a moment to proceed into redemption. solid amounts of energy consuming you from the inside out. eyes being pulled away from the future into something else.. beautiful liars speaking the truth and making hobbies of your pain. sharp moments blinded by a festival of chaos. gentlemen, not so gentle and women, so very unladylike concocting plans to menace around in the creases of time. chemicals made in the designer way, glitter and grease, making everything filthy sexy. respectful seconds stealing your breathe and a harbouring them on the top shelf, out of your reach. your racing against yourself. your dreams are being smothered by irreplaceable people. tiny voices dancing on your ear, causing deep deviance within. sober ideas in a drunken time. a frenzy of something much more substantial then you choose too believe.. separate your eyelashes pretty people and peek a little deeper then simple mascara massacres.
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