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#lonerism
He who doesn't know me is myself. How characters from thousands of movies lived within me, made me think I am them. And I am all of them now. And we dont fit on the door now. But we can still filter the world through the curtains.
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Jul 1, 2022
Jul 1, 2022 at 7:31 AM UTC
Brand New Person
I want to sink into myself Deep into my veins Be held by this warm blood Turn myself inside out And never see light again And while I walk Skin reverted I will cross paths with Faces of horror And I will be happy Because finally I will know why They elude me
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Dec 26, 2020
Dec 26, 2020 at 11:32 PM UTC
Walking Loner
Laying on a sheetless matress, day-drinking until bottled spirit dry. Loveless in a ghost's nest, never believing I could be something more, something from a Christmas card. Take the long neck, smash the body and fantasize to the shard.
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Jan 4, 2017
Jan 4, 2017 at 3:39 PM UTC
Loveless