Meeting and old fashioned girl, the old fashioned way..

in the rows that become rows and rows and rows..
and rouge.. hair..

and a set of eyes that care if you stare..

selling salvation and sin together..
and other things that are bound forever..

then there's us..
and nothing else..

.:but in the silence there is magic
..:that is sent by light and static
....:begin to space the incomplete dream

so now you have a template..
and there is someone on the line:..

a tree, a finger and a Judas:..

not enough to persuade or dissuade anymore..

need more and different angels and conditions..
because it became so easy, that the original intention faded..


......: pierce and pull and tighten::...
it's time to mend --.
...:heal.


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