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Who suffers more
02:14
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So I heard you fell into a trance again just like you always do
Keep falling in gut rot, wander around in all that you are not
You are not a beacon of self-possession, man
Restraint, calmness, and poise
Keep falling in gut rot, wander around in all that you are not
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Well here goes nothing
04:14
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I blew my mind so I let my body do the talking,
Judgments stalled
And wept like a baby, stupidly held in it rose
Like eyelids from their sleep,
like eyelids from their sleep
it fucked my mind so I let it do its worst to everything in site
no wonder it feels like it all belongs in a body bag
zipped and neat,
like eyelids when they sleep
like eye lids when they sleep
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Non-thoughts
02:37
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every morning i wake up with the leaves in my hair,
a clouded sense of fear,
a way to forget that everyone is near the doorway into their next suffering
I want it all to be so clear,
it's true, I do
every evening go to bed with the taste of constant self-restraint,
a memory of lemon trees and swimming in the sea
calm me down like you had before i was dull and allowed.
to call you more than a flower, growing in the lights of the other
follow me and you'll see,
that i want it all to be so clear,
it's true, i do call you more than a flower, growing in the lights of the other
follow me and you'll see,
that I want it all to be so clear
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4. |
Talks with
02:48
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Have you heard the story of the macro-scope humanity?
Where veins are highways and stars are eyes?
everything inside described outside
but oneness is a fallacy, a messy sort of vanity,
where boys get off on flexing brain
there's nowhere to go but with the undertow
how late i am
how far will i slip?
Have you burned the glory of giving up your empathy?
where boys get off on flexing brain?
there's nowhere to go but with the undertow
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Thought: house it in my head,
house it in the back shed palace,
artificial phallus
the scheme in charge of living things:
question all my dream, question them till he,
he won't even eat,
he won't even breath,
he won't even see,
he won't even be the weight on my arms
floating lifeless in my skin
a stream of cables, tangled and stripped
he won't even eat,
he won't even breath,
he won't even see,
he won't even eat,
he won't even breath,
he won't even see,
he won't even eat,
he won't even be the weight on my arms
floating lifeless in my skin
a stream of cables, tangled and stripped
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Chloe's world Canning, Nova Scotia
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