......................................................................................................................................................................................................NEW
......................................................................................................................................................................................................FRENCH
......................................................................................................................................................................................................GODS
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___________________________________________________________ALONE...
___________________________________________________________PASSING THROUGH
___________________________________________________________THE DARKER SIDE
___________________________________________________________MY HEART ACHES,
___________________________________________________________BEATING BLACKER
___________________________________________________________DRAINED OF BREATH
My eyelids are full of silver tinsel and 7-up.
My teeth tell me they want to feel the impact of porcelain from ten feet up.
NEVER
MORE
OR LESS
OR NEVER
I wish for my insides to hover over and above my body while they carry me through town. They will be my own little creation of a black cloud.
Full thoughts fill my head with welted wild flowers that grew along that moldy creek and my knee caps being impaled by an oval object molded out of cream cold plastic with copper inlay
My teeth tell me they want to feel the impact of porcelain from ten feet up.
NEVER
MORE
OR LESS
OR NEVER
I wish for my insides to hover over and above my body while they carry me through town. They will be my own little creation of a black cloud.
Full thoughts fill my head with welted wild flowers that grew along that moldy creek and my knee caps being impaled by an oval object molded out of cream cold plastic with copper inlay
Dark Bright Spheres
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