This is it.
By acidcrys
Vines climb into my throat, clutching strands of my hair intertwining against the arch of your whispers as they claw into my bleeding breath gushing through my lips as my skin gasps and seeps into my quivering bones, lunging into your words sewn through pulses and trembles slowly stitching my lips, enveloping them in silence Intoxicating thorns blossom in the hollows of my eyes whetting the crimson leaves swimming in my irises, reaving the shallow depth licking my savory heart- held with wavering stability against my chest swimming with smiling piranas devouring the inexistence of my skin protecting my voluptuous needs.don't understand it? Step outside of the box darling. Written December 7th, 2001 © on Dec 06 2001 03:39 PM PST 18 • 0 • 8
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"Vines climb into my throat,..."