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Thermoplastic acrylic acid scent suspended in my sinuses And red splatter on my glasses Camel Turkish golds in my lungs The way this air sits is low hung It's impossible to make it by Without asking why we play these games With ourselves. Always playing time games with ourselves. These murals can't capture what I'm thinking My breathing can't relay how or why I cheated this world. I'm simply Alone And on top of this mountain. Freezing, breaking the law.
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Jan 19, 2017
Jan 19, 2017 at 11:46 PM UTC
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Thermoplastic acrylic acid scent suspended in my sinuses And red splatter on my glasses Camel Turkish golds in my lungs The way this air sits is low hung It's impossible to make it by Without asking why we play these games With ourselves. Always playing time games with ourselves. These murals can't capture what I'm thinking My breathing can't relay how or why I cheated this world. I'm simply Alone And on top of this mountain. Freezing, breaking the law.
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Jan 19, 2017
Jan 19, 2017 at 11:46 PM UTC
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