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not searchin anymore i know what is valuable i make it that way and i am acting on what i see true and i am seeing(living) right through you(entirely through you) it's beautiful geometry eyes-closed kaleidoscope not searchin for patterns they're forming inside me it's sad when you can dance to the sounds of your own belly but at least i'm still in tact and looking at my mom she is all around in several forms sewing my seams back together i know what's marvelous i make it that way it's beautiful geometry when it finishes forming me © 2010 Blackstone Featherfall |
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Added on February 21, 2010 Last Updated on February 21, 2010 Author![]() Blackstone FeatherfallWalkabout, AustraliaAbouteverything has changed identity issues aren't what they used to be the bed is smaller age is smoke nothing will bridge this gap, black slime pit, until your body is my body but everything has.. more..Writing
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