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sometimes mistakes are forever and regret is the undercoat that primes your life perhaps foolishly it might seem calmer (karma) on the surface to forget the original dream than to colour it over with shades of new intention when all you want to do is bleed the red out of your eyes until the copper rusts your face and runs finally clear; a dried salty ash, the only pock-marked stain on your ****** canvas the minimalist collector your highest bidder
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Jul 15, 2015
Jul 15, 2015 at 6:07 AM UTC
KARMA
sometimes mistakes are forever and regret is the undercoat that primes your life perhaps foolishly it might seem calmer (karma) on the surface to forget the original dream than to colour it over with shades of new intention when all you want to do is bleed the red out of your eyes until the copper rusts your face and runs finally clear; a dried salty ash, the only pock-marked stain on your ****** canvas the minimalist collector your highest bidder
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