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i am in and out of love with each breath i take. inhale, exhale, adore.
our fingertips touched fleeting, but despite myself i am lost to the infinite that is he.
i met him in a dark room. i didn't know his face or his name, but i knew he had painted the walls beautiful. his mind sent mine spinning and i learned what was truth and euphoric. conflicted and confused, we shielded our faces with eloquence that left no one enlightened. his geometric vision defined my consciousness and i ached to know him longer than a heartbeat.
he vanished today. pushed down in the weight of the universal institution. and i am stifled in outrage.
there is a riotous fury with which i distract myself from superfluous synapses, they bring him no closer and leave me empty and wasted.
there is a riot in my heart. i breathe revolution.
our fingertips touched fleeting, but despite myself i am lost to the infinite that is he.
i met him in a dark room. i didn't know his face or his name, but i knew he had painted the walls beautiful. his mind sent mine spinning and i learned what was truth and euphoric. conflicted and confused, we shielded our faces with eloquence that left no one enlightened. his geometric vision defined my consciousness and i ached to know him longer than a heartbeat.
he vanished today. pushed down in the weight of the universal institution. and i am stifled in outrage.
there is a riotous fury with which i distract myself from superfluous synapses, they bring him no closer and leave me empty and wasted.
there is a riot in my heart. i breathe revolution.