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Filtered Feelings I’ve not been living for me since that day my eyes had a feast on those delicate covetures seeped in acme, ensconced structure bleeding souls surviving gores dug by those swords you call eyeballs. wish I could live like there’s nothing: draped feelings damped in celibacy, but those smiles melt the zeal wishContinueContinue reading “Filtered Feelings”