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Post by ink on Feb 9, 2011 14:34:22 GMT -7
My destiny is pushing out through my skin, oozing to envelop me in my future reverberates through my lungs as pounding drums that manifest in my twitching aura as screams to escape roll around the landscape of my life in all of the world's twisting tongues duel with barb-wit swords, enchanting listeners int a tribal, circling dance with curious eye burning into my back, scarring me into beauty as I walk out of the pointed weeds that once intertwined my body is alive, a fire etching itself into the tapestry of fate that which the the world is so desperately cling (lost-child) adults run into my arms, fulfilling the last part of the prophecy that is my destiny
(Ok, so, I do realize this is kinda blinding, but I had it written down in different colors like this in my notebook and I wanted to recreate the effect ><)
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