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there are some eyes there, beyond the shade counting the hairs on the back of my hoodie i turn my back to the eyes in the shade i'm moody this corridor keeps stretching (A, B, C, D, ..., E...FINALLee) the small, round, blank fisheyes see me passing like a .MOV old time B&W, i move fast away from the belly of the beast the one who takes me high and low decorated with more bigger, bulging, blank eyes and a reflection of myself: we don't see eye to eye with each-other so i shut close mine tell me, would you go up in the belly of the beast with me and tell me what my other self is doing while i'm not watching?
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Apr 15, 2017
Apr 15, 2017 at 7:43 PM UTC
Truth or Dare
there are some eyes there, beyond the shade counting the hairs on the back of my hoodie i turn my back to the eyes in the shade i'm moody this corridor keeps stretching (A, B, C, D, ..., E...FINALLee) the small, round, blank fisheyes see me passing like a .MOV old time B&W, i move fast away from the belly of the beast the one who takes me high and low decorated with more bigger, bulging, blank eyes and a reflection of myself: we don't see eye to eye with each-other so i shut close mine tell me, would you go up in the belly of the beast with me and tell me what my other self is doing while i'm not watching?
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Apr 15, 2017
Apr 15, 2017 at 7:43 PM UTC
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