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Gambit

ScarThe blinking of eyelids only brought the flash of gunfire and the deep sighs onset the familiar scent of grease and sweat. Yours Truly coughed into a clenched fist, biting around his cigar with his canines, trying to escape All around him the harsh noises of the city assaulted his senses as he tried to escape this onslaught so far above. He sat in a rickety, plastic lawn chair atop the 30-story apartment building he now resided in, blowing rings of smoke in sheer curtains out into the night. Every loud screech and low tick of movement rising up from below only caused his insecurities to increase; they brought back the tidal waScar
Gelst

can you run out of blood?i think you are the electrical arcs swarming like bees to honey,can you run out of blood?
the matchstick paradigms not amounting to much but the rain will holds its breath until you can smile again
where is the moon, i am dissolving like newspapers beneath your fingers twigs falling to birth a second ground and i hope you can
sleep tonight, i hope you can remember me but never ask me how
i would trade all of the
worn wings like windows from the empire state building but new york city only makes me cry- does that
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"I can't listen to politicians anymore - I get seizures..." - Terry from True Blood
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This user is not a natural formation.
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On any day it rains, you can be sure that I'll find some way to enjoy it. ~
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On any day it rains, you can be sure that I'll find some way to enjoy it. ~
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On any day it rains, you can be sure that I'll find some way to enjoy it. ~
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