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every face has a thought hidden behind the visage of visuals
like the beating of the ear drum listening to compound residuals
the beating of the heart, adreneline rush, push past the point of strain
mental structure whinding spiraling downawrd thinning the blood of the brain
eyelids like shutters flapping violently through the moonlit breeze
frosted visual enchanting on a crystal island while lakes of airs swim through trees
if ear drums had sight would the sound carry what they see?
would it penetrate your retna emitting impossible screems?
fragmented sentences with words sharp as shards of glass
shoots up your esophagus slicing up your tingue as it pass
plasma painted teeth swimming in saliva stained blood
the smile of innocent kidnapped torchered and hid in mud
the darkness of a corner with a child beckoning appraoch
taken from the day light shadowed by the adult like reproach
epervescent ponds violently errupting through surface tension
the remains of a dilapidated lake of acidity the mind chooses not to mention
the head of a serpent a product of whinding smoke creation
burning the air and ground from the genesis of its foundation
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