Bound.

Jun 21

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Unpaint my skin,
I am nothing but a meer wooden child.

The lull and tranquility of this nostalgia
Is nothing but a carefree twine wrapped around the dark of my heart.

About masonplayer0991

I'm one of those birds of paradise that have seen too many hurricanes, too many monsoons, and too many tourists, but still seems to bloom on a daily basis. i write to disentangle my brain. i have no plans of ever being published, or really ever being read outside of this website. it is my escape, my coping mechanism, my translation for myself. i don't think i would be half as together as i am, without it.

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