alarysh @ 2004-07-23T15: 19:00
air that gets me wondering if
because I do not own
want to delete the sky with a gum and spit into the sea
aver if contaminated
want to write your life and keep as there never had to draw
and make friends with the enemies
studs nailing daggers in the face
for false expressions fade pass
touch of pain to be a world of suffering as
carry huge pieces of hot water in the face
to burn the beauty that seems unfair to the other
each is beautiful in their country of insects and the queen ant
CONSEDE his crown
me to give birth any day now
want to be an animal and human is my dog today morning
I want to be pigeon flying
and children try to fuck me Made me
and other food.
future I will not be passed unless rotten
die for pain and live for a proposed future
I am this morning because it's all over
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