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Took one step into his lonesome world. The clouds there were peculiarly pixelated in a forgettable shade of #999999 Digitally coded water vapor condensing into dense bubbles of thought They resembled puzzle pieces childishly misplaced Naivety was finger-painted along the lining and edges While other bits played a quiet game that seemed to find them wanting I did wonder where he hid them Or if it was someone else who ran away Who stole the stars in his sky? Who stole the light in his pocket? Took another step into his lonesome world. The wind there had a dance of it's own that seemed to trace a pattern Oscillating at a rate of 15Hz was a low frequency partner-less sway Similar to eyelids confused and batting their lashes Or wiper blades clearing tears off cars during a storm Occurring without much thought was the drizzle with each wave I did wonder why he danced alone Or was it someone else who simply walked off Who turned his sky on? Who turned his lights off? Took a breath standing in the center of his lonesome world. I looked up and to my surprise found the eye of his mind Staring back at me from those ***** clouds It was the reason to all being and the wind was it's doing Rising high up from an endless undisturbed nap It was; Brighter than the Sun itself   Bursting citrus with each blink Bleeding pulp over my skin   Burning like acid on my own wounds Delightful heat dripping off my tongue    Psychedelic spirals twisting my limbs     And        i danced and spun     And        i lost and won Please find me somewhere in those broken memories of yours
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Dec 20, 2013
Dec 20, 2013 at 8:14 AM UTC
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Took one step into his lonesome world. The clouds there were peculiarly pixelated in a forgettable shade of #999999 Digitally coded water vapor condensing into dense bubbles of thought They resembled puzzle pieces childishly misplaced Naivety was finger-painted along the lining and edges While other bits played a quiet game that seemed to find them wanting I did wonder where he hid them Or if it was someone else who ran away Who stole the stars in his sky? Who stole the light in his pocket? Took another step into his lonesome world. The wind there had a dance of it's own that seemed to trace a pattern Oscillating at a rate of 15Hz was a low frequency partner-less sway Similar to eyelids confused and batting their lashes Or wiper blades clearing tears off cars during a storm Occurring without much thought was the drizzle with each wave I did wonder why he danced alone Or was it someone else who simply walked off Who turned his sky on? Who turned his lights off? Took a breath standing in the center of his lonesome world. I looked up and to my surprise found the eye of his mind Staring back at me from those ***** clouds It was the reason to all being and the wind was it's doing Rising high up from an endless undisturbed nap It was; Brighter than the Sun itself   Bursting citrus with each blink Bleeding pulp over my skin   Burning like acid on my own wounds Delightful heat dripping off my tongue    Psychedelic spirals twisting my limbs     And        i danced and spun     And        i lost and won Please find me somewhere in those broken memories of yours
copperots
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Malaysian
Dec 20, 2013
Dec 20, 2013 at 8:14 AM UTC
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