moo to the world
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...and i don't really feel it anymoreA Poem by moo to the worldCold coffee and this muffled scream ..getting quieter...and i don't even feel it anymorei feel strange sitting stilleverything i know tells me to got.. |
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deep in the middleA Poem by moo to the worldas the final kiss camei knew it was but a few daysbut my anchor was gone and the sea was going nuts, rocking, .. |
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untitled 856A Poem by moo to the worldMy chemical tail,deep in your vain throat Lead me around by it and choke on your inflated words you can only do one or the other paint yourself Or .. |
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tight squeezeA Poem by moo to the worldIf you look closelyat the tiny negative spaces your find me just a spec on an endless blinking and blaring world its easy to miss open and quiet spa.. |
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dirty clouds and hopeful thunderA Poem by moo to the worldshe has spiders crawling from her and as her words enter me i feel their fangs grab hold and slowly tear me asunder with neither a flinch she is wat.. |
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from my headA Poem by moo to the worlda summer breeze falsely flies bycause winter is all but hereand these ghost wont leave me alonei see visions street light and alleyways and an ocean s.. |
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written in stoneA Poem by moo to the worldsubtle oblivioncreeps into my cornersand waits to move till every time i try to look at it directlyand i know this is hopeless no one not a single.. |
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concrete vibrations and raimbowsA Poem by moo to the worldi stepped into a smelli remember it when i was a small blossomthis is what dad smelled likedusty and warehouses filled with this and that but mostly .. |
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lemon flavored wintersA Poem by moo to the worldthe ghost maker lies in you saddest happy thought and in the back beat of all the cogs falling apart there is a song like a tortured angels plaintive.. |
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broken glass and the last danceA Poem by moo to the worldthere is a headi use to petlast i heard it was in the groundthese hands have held on but the dust that pools in my hands isn't what i originally grab.. |