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beckon to me with quivering lips as I stare into the sun of all my innumberable objects that swam in the days in where our skin would touch and I laughed and sighed and told you that I think your the moon thats cradles my bed life in junction life in motion under my little feet Im hungover and I sing out loud all the songs that you hate to hear maybe you are not for me nor I you and Im just too much Im breaking your basket with all my eggs and my childhood is incomprehensible and who I must be clings to you shirt and I am detached from your mind I see you as I see my coffee in the morning twice a year and Im followed by herds of paper , and no paper simmer me down from this restless place that isnt so restless where I can turn off all these machines so that I am detached from this society I despise so much lay me out naked on a tree but only by myself and only with you or you or you who dispersed me as a child I have found a new passage way and I find my remarkable exsistence pulled up higher by means of these new words I utter from pure distraction this is my distraction from all this cruelty
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Oct 31, 2010
Oct 31, 2010 at 8:48 AM UTC
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beckon to me with quivering lips as I stare into the sun of all my innumberable objects that swam in the days in where our skin would touch and I laughed and sighed and told you that I think your the moon thats cradles my bed life in junction life in motion under my little feet Im hungover and I sing out loud all the songs that you hate to hear maybe you are not for me nor I you and Im just too much Im breaking your basket with all my eggs and my childhood is incomprehensible and who I must be clings to you shirt and I am detached from your mind I see you as I see my coffee in the morning twice a year and Im followed by herds of paper , and no paper simmer me down from this restless place that isnt so restless where I can turn off all these machines so that I am detached from this society I despise so much lay me out naked on a tree but only by myself and only with you or you or you who dispersed me as a child I have found a new passage way and I find my remarkable exsistence pulled up higher by means of these new words I utter from pure distraction this is my distraction from all this cruelty
midnight-prague
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Oct 31, 2010
Oct 31, 2010 at 8:48 AM UTC
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