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 Jul 2016 the Sandman
Torin
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 Jul 2016 the Sandman
Torin
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You engraved
Only something ordinary
On my skin
My bare feet
I see a symbol in the rocks
I walk on

Every pain
Every step that makes me bleed
Written in chalk
I chalk it up to talc

Your a stain
A mar upon my living skin
My great scar
You a fire
From volcanoes long ago
My lava

Every fire
My lover burns deep into me
Written in ash
Becomes forever

As the flame and as the smoke
As the air

And as the earth
 Jul 2016 the Sandman
JDK
Aster
 Jul 2016 the Sandman
JDK
To pull away and fall apart,
like a cardboard box on a kite string.
In a meadow full of wild daisies,
with a truckload of duck feathers tucked inside a couple of chicken-wire cages;
leaking.

To lie awake while dreaming of escaping.
To sweat out every fear.
Crawling through the little door in the painting just to fall asleep again.
Here we go.
How barren a stranger has made me feel
Like everything I touch isn't for real
How I can't even sleep or take a meal
Filled with regret signing the devils deal
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