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Curling dendrites and twisting nerves,Synapses pulsing to a primitive rhythmTo touch the true essence of living,to fulfill the insatiable urge.Look aw..
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Every sea, and all the landswill be the highway of my darling.Every star, and every starling,will bring daylight to her hands.Tides, and tidal waves, ..
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They say my colorwheel is shifted into a reverse position, and I mistake my circles for squares, and sqaures for circles. I sit in my room and watch o..
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I wake with a brain full of cocaine,the come-down is hard,i'm falling like rain.I never could, perfect flight,but i still have some time,to get it rig..
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Quick and flash,lone and brash,the instant of heroics,or artists and poets,never quick to die,cheat death, so sly,steal your breathfor just a dime,the..
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My mouth is a river,words flowing consistently.Lips, an estuary,flesh-like consistency,in my body, memories,flow within my veins,the scary thing, i do..
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Poetry is just music at its bare bones,so read me some songs that you wrote,and i promise to stay up all night,promise to stay up all night.The seasid..
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Is this how its supposed to be?Is this how its supposed to be?We are just nervous skinover broken bones.Is this how its supposed to be?Is this how its..
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Roman candles spread likespider webs,and sand beneathour feet,this is where thetide,ebbs and flows.This is where the flowers grow,this is where the ri..
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Soap operas, glued to reruns,Locked in, not clued to the sun,Not moving, always on the run,Depression, handmade and fun.Emotion, bought at half price,..
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