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im not sure

about how i am inside
i feel like a tent covering pillars
that aren't standing straight
a foundation not laid in place
i know im over thinking
but now i know what it means to be in this position



maybe im just scared

punk

its not whats inside
till your soul is deprived

meet me half way

im always on your side
so be mine
so big and blue

honey i know we will see bad weather
but silence is always already gone

that dry feeliong

i went to bed feeling empty
feeling unnoticed
wiping away how shallow i wish to be
its knocks on the window
color less dots
reminds us of how it feels to not be happy

all of the things i want to say
wishing to see you every day
but please dont wake me


im living in sand paper

there isnt much to say
all i know is i dont want to live this way

fall into a world

feeling like skin is silk
sky driven ambition
nothing to grab
nothing to sad
nothing to offer but the denial to struggle
so we struggle, with paces
search for letter i

been stabbed to a wall
pinned like shadow
diminishing like fog
better then a martyre

lending examples for no monday mornings
so it starts where it burns from little crevices
iv should have taken action

can we flow up like like balloons
reach a layer where the sun is no longer blocked
watch it thin to explode
where the world
crashes and departs in fragments

these notes will fill cracks with reasons
sending pieces away
we read to tie it all

see the world part from you
apart for her
heart beat restart
faster then the silence in the night
i can see where the day break ends
you make me want to relive it again

slander SLANDER salamander

fish fish
make a wish
wet and dry
its not my fault you cant decide
you laugh about it
snare about how nasty you feel?

like a cat
devious for the feel
the one that came up and said to me let me feel

but you brought fire upon the evaporating gas
so we laughed
voices from your head
dont worry no big deal


i lost my position in the number line
to lose my way of survival
incoming no longer

now people laugh like they understand science
they know of jokes about their own mothers and lack of fathers
laugh out loud because its cool

when your swing reaches the pinnacle
your days will be numbered by the loss of conscious
time wont exist
will not matter
where you know about it all and slowly watch your self degrade

ill be fine
knowing
i was wronged
but its better to know
your long gone

lies from a fish
even fish die in water

is it love or last resort

virgo

this new years sucked so much ass , im sure there are a few donkeys missing some where. man im in no mood to write how i feel

sigh