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On windows, cracks line the edge of my vision,Drawing spider-linked arrays, nets that connect,And that destroy the picture I had thoughtUntil this poi..
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I can feel heartbeats in my finger tipsdrumming bits annihilating at the fringesof foam developing, along lines of bodiesof water enveloping one anoth..
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Garble-de-ga-baekBack away, don't lookSays the mother to the childThe world is filled with thingsBetter left aloneGarbled-e-yuck'sand WTf***'sHand cla..
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From great heights, I take a breath. Deep, the frigid air enters. Chilling from the inside out.Blue is the scenario before me. The scenery cast in the..
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peer
from these heights
stare
down the sights
double barrels ready to go
safety off, ignite, so
exc-! don't get excited, no
now where were we, ..
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Since the last goodbye
The last floating pointer,
Last tic of the clock
Pens down, you're done
It's been awhile, since
You took a breath
Bre..
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As usual, I am curious. What is your interpretation?
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Should I care, or should I let all
Float on by, down the streams of fancy
The shores they call, pearly white
Bits of fluff, cotton grains where the..
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They say its a roller coaster ride
And after a whirl, past the broken cups
the spinning wheel, the bumper cars
Piloted by adolescents wearing
C..
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Somewhere, sometime, we roam
On beaches, white water foam
Cascading past spirit forms
Of bygones let be bye gone
Disappearing glances, sideswept g..
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