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your wits gave out.

Posted May 29 | Leave a Comment

i don't remember space ships or catasclysmic waves turing up the only soil your sights have ever known. i don't remember earthquakes, but i do remember heartache. twinkles and spectacles and you could never tell the difference between green and red if you tried. maybe i've been wrong. maybe my eyes have lost themselves and somehow in the darkest second of the night, they were somehow replaced with those that are the definition of deceit. those that cannot tell the truth even if the doctor… read more