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Mar.29.2013
Full stream negativity Blaming in my memory Empty body entity Roaming graciously far Does anyone know anybody Monsters and fear Bread with vinegar Wrap self into clear Stock yard boxes Violent punches Queer collapsing  Statue face stone cold eyes grey cement hands that bind the knees Burnt...
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Mar.29.2013
  Everyone is on two Fucking Hands And Two Fucking Knees Barking Like Squirrels  Cackling their cheeks I’m Bound to surface into a Nightmare  Raise shine light down onto me From Where the Balcony they breed from Where the Only light comes from The Noise Cackling echo spread across...
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Mar.29.2013
I’m in love with your frantic span of life Inside-out wrapped against the brightest fucks Your’e intuition is resting left, right, point dart in my mouth Dangle trust Laughter bound  and  bound at the heart Craft makers weigh it out Penny makers make dimes Sheets of red frost dust shadow...
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Mar.29.2013
stalling always old body bones little toes bending pins in hips rusting slide on further the part lurks departure why wait rot just stop fate yes there is fate incorporate dedicate  kill off the ageless over age set sail innocent silent breath  
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Mar.29.2013
Satan lurks in my coffee I Bruise as I drink I tarnish as I weep In hazed eyes floating things Through mazed halls open tunnels Hard cast charcoal pupils Roam Roam Roam
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Mar.20.2013
Forcing rhythm  Am I In vanishing point I am decompressing Lonely Sober Trenching Albatross oily mino empty Hasty attitude  Voices galloping  Instruments noisy Am I reaching altitude Running Square Nervous Stoned In retreat Stepping on glass Am I reaching bottom level Laying Flat...
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Mar.20.2013
Full stream negativity Blaming in my memory Empty body entity Roaming graciously far Does anyone know anybody Monsters and fear Bread with vinegar Wrap self into clear Stock yard boxes Violent punches Queer collapsing  Statue face stone cold eyes grey cement hands that bind the knees Burnt...
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Mar.20.2013
It’s trash Between the filters It’s a trap With-in the spokes and hinges and gears The switch is beyond reach He goes in with his arm Pulls the shit from the trap The machine turns on And grabs his finger He reaches for the switch as he is dragged further far from it Graveled up his bones Then his...
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Mar.18.2013
I’m secluded for a week.  Alone.  Suddenly, I am freaked.  I have been fighting off people for day’s now, and all I have wanted is this.  But there is a road across the fence, that makes me realize, I am really alone in all this, all that time I have been fighting off them, the...
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Mar.12.2013
  I’m dancing with light figures I’m loose I’m way up in the Northern region Where coffee tastes like chocolate Sputtering breasts of birds chirping Smoking coats on curb corners Layout ever-bursting white shadows on grey walls Parallel Walls stand on flat land rest under snow spread sky dust...
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Mar.08.2013
The detail I will try and stale But I was against the wall Pushed When he was done I was bleeding
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Mar.08.2013
The detail I will try and stale But I was against the wall Pushed When he was done I was bleeding
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Mar.08.2013
In my life, I hinder the fact why In my life, I get the feeling I want to die  In my life, too many inches of solitude And in my life, giant bruises In my life, I rest assure a blood transfusion In my life, pivotal time shapes me In my life,  I remember close to nothing And in my life, I...
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Feb.26.2013
The mind that carry’s on from  paced steps is not my mind  that i know  that was with that little girl Who was she? She looks the same Age morphed her body and face Mindless and ending the circle carrying on boundless
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Feb.26.2013
  I want to blow by the bells with the charm that sounds of clinging forks I watched a dragon with a child underneath running by The depth that went so dark in linear perspective went to dissipating effect of evaporation Guide-lines swept away Prism aspect vision glow across city landscape...
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