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I long to live inside the humI want to wing across the static atrophyI yearn to spread my armsso so wideand droplike a stone

I am not more lonely than god I have the sky and the sun I have the breath of the wind I have the heave in my chest The burn my head ..

I never planned for this to happen never planned to cover my tongue in salt and lick open wounds Oh the day it burns in my head Oh sou..

His growing instability… his loss of worth he finds no joy in living we watched while the world consumed him Here, we live in the ..

I’m making too much of you; I’m constructing of you a temple where I can lay in supplication on the rushes of your prese..

The forty ton load lifter settled down on it’s bag with a terminal whine of the engine. With a hiss, the driver-side door swung up and Tommy Eig..

A re-post... still working on the current story.

Let us chisel the names of the dead into this blank black wall; Let them burn for miles graves filled with the fruit of ideology Let us build th..

Relax, this won't hurt

In memory, everyone is immortal...