Body

The purpose of life is to stay alive long enough until your mind decides it is time for the ultimate...

Lonely children on the walls
Echoes sketch the lonely halls
Empty hearts and empty eyes...

Nullifying the lips of an accented silhouette
Sweet, round edges, production in shadows
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I am not body
I call it mine,
Without life it is only matter
Who am I , who am I?...

Our eyes are crossing paths across the room
There's only one thing left for us to do

If my...

This is the art of taking off your clothes,
Strippin' right down while I'm takin' photos.
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Stay filth!

On isolations wound

Hot lava feel, river-bloods flow

Coagulate, freeze...

Cheeks were meant for kissing

Hands were meant for holding

Ears were meant for listening...

The world spins silently around,

Timelessly revolving without a sound,

Endlessly,

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Bodily flaws are in the eye of the beholder,

We tend to moderate ourselves more lovely,

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