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homage to Werner Herzog's film.
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Seeing through the keyhole of the doors of perception.
Building these walls with hand fulls ofour conception.
Perplexing people with
"Wanna gett..
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Head high over turning, indignified with hollowhatred,burning for star cross visions.Keep tempting and i keep reevaluating the means to an end with vi..
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Electric heart,
fused together,
singing 1,2,3 forever.
Head high, hung to dry
Looking down from god's eyes.
Hey! I got my heart on you, f..
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Deadeye Dickhead, Is there too much of a good thing? Too much that you don't know where the bad ends or begins. The lie is the run of the mill thing, ..
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It's not one of my favorite. I try to set the bar high for myself and my writing but I think i might have missed it on this one.
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I wrote a boardhouse. In no way does that mean a boarded up house.
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The title of this poem is probably the most literal thing i've ever written. I was 'stuck' in rehab with the oil of a higher power(their oil was of th..
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So So
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Seeing through youpaper thinexpanding through to youlike a snake shedding his skinall in allwere together nowlike a hangover.Turning overto see your f..
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