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Dec 2011
A primal prima nocta scream
bursts the clouds
as I spin around spin around
I fight the urge to pound my head
against the wall
as a voice calls my name
& I feel the shame from ages ago
it echoes it echoes it echoes again
friends laughing as I fall with an empty bottle in my hand

I stand down
fall up
take a bow
But how do I how do I
how
do I
fly
away from here?

How do I
how do I
how do
I fly
away
from here
without my time piece

Headlights suddenly blind me
as I’m dancin’ in the streets
Tryin’ to flee this rhythm
this rhythm
Carelessly
derelicts speak  
to the pain I scream
& the beating the beating the beating of my heart
I just wish I could fall up to the stars…
This was dug up from perhaps..... 2 years ago? Something like that.
Brycical
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