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white horsesWe are the colour of terror Of sea foam of sleep The breeze that rushes from broken lungs Our voices are a scream a roarwhite horses
The hiss of sand and water
Our streaming manes and violent hooves Rushing on and on and on
Falling up curling over in down To land quivering at your feet Soft as petals Safe
by *LadyButtonEyes
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- Current Residence: the crook of your elbow.
- Interests: licking used acupuncture bowls and needles. c:
- Favourite band or musician: the smiths, possibly.
- Favourite genre of music: breathing in sawdust.
- Favourite artist: anyone who creates consistently beautiful and infinite art, pretty much.
- Favourite photographer: boopsie.daisy on flickr. check her out.
- Shell of choice: double-ply toilet paper.
- Skin of choice: golden-haired.
- Favourite gaming platform: the universe.
- Favourite cartoon character: spider-man.
- Tools of the Trade: canned cream-of-penis soup.
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