Tag: High
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Itself
The mind.Captive to itself.Rebellion to itself. Destructive to itself. Hostage to itself. Painful to itself. You’re nothing to it.Nothing without it.Just a capsule. – Ruptes
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Storied Life
Storied time.In a storied life. About the horrid-fied.life o lies. A battle in time.A stammer dime.The hammered lies.Brain-afied. It’s those subtle lies. In which rattles high. And through time. Ranges high.Baffle time. Becoming storied time.In a storied life.- Ruptes
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Poisonous Love
Love that can be poisonous. Love that it’s meant to be, by any means. That conquers differences, and loves by all means. It’s being deceiving. Poisonous Love is so great. It’s sweet. Anesthesia. You are delighted and free. A euphoria. A high that can’t be seen. Poisonous Love seeks to encapsulate you, in. When it […]