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#shrugs
I like playing with words Sometimes drinking coffee I imagine I'm a ballerina drawing swords To make my mind flee - I need no drugs But the little man in my coffee cup shrugs, He whispers 'try some sativa' I am stubborn I pick him by his toes And feed him to the bugs 'Viva! The independent mind!' Says Shiva! I'm now a samurai... doing ballet moves.
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Aug 30, 2016
Aug 30, 2016 at 1:12 AM UTC
Dancing Thoughts
shut up, shut up and now comes the flood, and now your hands post-apocalyptic shutters closing against the night, baby, this is all you have. ('it'll have to do', cupped palms and cracked lips, this is a game you've played for a long time) 'you're ******* kidding me; you're ******* kidding me, aren't you', and now you're shouting. a love letter to the heart of a monster and the pavement screams for you (are you bleeding or is he?) shut up, shut up staticstaticstatic electricity on a loop in your mind cassette tape stuck on dead air (sorry about the bugs in your mouth) shut up, shut up
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Oct 29, 2014
Oct 29, 2014 at 2:56 PM UTC
nnnnnneuro
and still, you, over there. sitting by the windowsill, and so on.
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Oct 24, 2014
Oct 24, 2014 at 6:20 PM UTC