a urge for a sense of power and a stride in the proper direction for proposals of indecisiveness. tackling words and verbalizing fears. twisted emotions swirling around like spaghetti on a fork. sequin covered love and infested kisses making mouths that frown smile wide, expanding sincerity and making colours pinch that little voice inside your skull that makes you think twice about sticking your finger into light sockets, but you still consider this experience.. for a moment or two you skied to do it but yes, reality kicks you in the face and you hold your grace with boots platformed to the floor getting ready to burst your life into fireworks. temptations tipping you over and everything magical allows you to breathe.
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