sansara-justinovichWhisper

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Blumfeldyou hold your hands up / --to stop it?-- / you, erbärmliches Behagen
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May 18, 2021
RumiIf I had any courage, I'd read the masters / The translations of the masters by the foregone masters' handlers / Or so I thought
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Jan 30, 2020
CorpseI never want to feel / my **** rubbing through a pile of broken tree branches / or the thought of dead leaves
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Jan 20, 2020
Sculpture of the unknown strangerI never got to hear your voice / Remaining silent with anticipation / I thought of you, what you may hide within
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Jan 20, 2020
Un-typedI am an art of human / A seed unto the world cast loose / Holding what's unfurled
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Jun 25, 2019
ObfuscatedEverything is lying in me / Decays between twilight and being dead / All that can not be true
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Jun 25, 2019
A leavingI hid beneath the cover when she left / smoke filled the black emptiness of my mind / and she was gone
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Jun 6, 2013
BipolarThere is a new word describing me / type one, type two, type three / nothing is as it once seemed
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May 2, 2013
A little about meWhat is it to be free in an unfree world? / Madness, as the only escape, is what I have chosen. / Madness in the sense of unrest,
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Apr 21, 2013
After the explosionI tried to write down my thoughts / but I couldn’t because they were coming too fast / Then I tried to type them and they got even faster
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Apr 19, 2013
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