My Invisible Clouds My head moves in circles. Slow, gentle rotations quickly drown out every pety thought. The light from above shines for me. The light from within was created for you. It was created for you to devour. To pick apart and place back together however you see fit. Tranquil. Easy on my flesh and light on my ears. The repetitive sound lingers and will forever do so. My light. Your light. Our light within. Created and broken down as another rotation begins. Levitate. Rise above. Drop it and force it opon me. Shatter my eyes. My filthy, rotting eyes. I've decayed, but still I moved on. You decayed and let the poison set in. Release the anger. Vent all your pain. The face that many have looked down on in the same face that set your head free. Shimmering in the moonlight and dancing on invisible clouds. Pretending the rain is cleansing your skin. I've forgotten many moments, but this one is carved in stone. I will forever bare witness to the rotations in my bones. Impress me!Birth sign: Taurus
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