Staring out at the stars and wondering what it is...
Wondering if tomorrow I’ll wake up beneath a...
In the time before the fall
before the setting of the Sun...
Moving through, a weird haze at my peripherals,
Walking on, something beyond the literal...
Dig a hole in the cold, dark ground,
throw me in, let the dirt surround...
My body is slowly getting worse.
I know it's nearly time...
I spent most of my life
in a repressed state...
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Hard-core...
The deafening quiet after the impact
A moment to check if I’m still intact...
Gates of ivy and moss welcome me home
As I'm embraced by the loving tears of weeping...
A is for arsenic
Thats present on potato skin...
Let me cry in this embrace—
if there is still an embrace left...
In a dim-lit room, with smoke-filled air,
Frank played jazz, his fingers a blur...