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about a guy i met

Its not quite like a drug

There was a growing vacancy in the time Like an eclipsing absence, a spreading void One could imagine the body itself Becoming removed from its o..

has been under consturction for a while... There will be more to come just dont know when

Wake up with a fist full of rocks Walk to work under the dome And dust yourself off at the door Repeat those well rinsed reactions Reuse those..

rant...

what some see as good i cant help but disagree with

Sweetly silent night You whispered such a lie Dark and chilling morn Can you look into the eye? It’s still, open, staring Dead Sof..

New horizons hidden ahead of The passing of the setting sun I chase them looking forward Following my light Not wanting it to fade But become ..

I pick I pry I point out the things That make no sense We say we do We repeat ourselves But do we ever hear the tune Someone once said, ..