i was bored today, so i decided to just jot down some stuff on my mind. it might be a song someday.
the inactability of pulmonary motion, senses cease to remain still.
react to resume and remain residual in accordance to maintain. sane.
with the spit, the sweat, the blood.
we cannot damage what is dry.
let loose the lips, which gradually gratify. the touch.
your marks.
the digits kept warm by other's.
friction favored in feet.
i keep thinking lately, if we keep this up, it will eventually satisfy.
anguish and anger diluted with hope and anticipation.
a cocktail.
deadly without the grip of action and promises kept broken.
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