a hole as big as the space between your two eyes.
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original writings, mixed media pieces, and photography.
it's dark in here mind your feets.

the needle

drops

my life is

over

when the

needle

lifts

my life in this

oh

it all comes back to me

well where’s the life

in the living we

are

calling

our lives?

dropping lines

dropping hearts

bombs

balls

and

acid

dropping calls

well that

meant more

to me

in the end of this

if i have

drawn a line

between you

and i

then i

have also

drawn a line between

myself and all

of the things

that ever said

they meant anything

to me

in my sleep

it all

flows over me

smoothly

like

carbonated beverages

pour

its always

supposed to happen

in that way

i’ll never

question it

as long as i live

but know

i never said

i wasn’t

going

to come back home

at some point




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