Thursday, July 8, 2010

My Poisonous Instincts
Interrupt The Weather;
Usually Deciding To Remain
Exactly the Same As it has been
(Not realizing the Repetitive Pattern
It has created Within My Skull)

Sleep Is a Must, Crushed Candy Dropped Daydreams
Life Seems To Cherish Broken Body Kept evenings.

Lets Wait This One Out;
Lets See Where We'll be
In Just a Few Weeks,
We'll be given a Key

We'll Discover
The Keyhole;
Only Apparent
To Those
Who Have Not Lived
a Life, and Have Never
Existed on This Planet,
Or anywhere in The Entire Universe

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FANTASTIC, YES?

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