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Read MoreScab fur balls piling in carpet A dull blade in need of being replacedBlood sleeping on my handsSoaking into a tranceRealities skin torn wide apart The songs continuesA smile on my legHair in my face Falling with the weightHead...
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So many
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Read MoreMy soul, a lowdown train, on a one-track line,The whistle blows weary, the engine heaves a sigh.Ain't no sunshine waitin', just a faded sign,Got the midnight rambles runnin' 'neath a teary eye.The river runs black where my hopes used...
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I swear it’s a very strange thing we are often on similar wavelengths interesting great write ❤️
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Thank you, Brenda.
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Read MoreThe Audio and Media files are being worked on. It is not a simple fix and will take time. Sorry for the inconvenience.
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Thanks for the info, Fia. Appreciate you, cuz.
Damian
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Read More...and I am left here, in this stream of wakefulness,with only these two relics, polished clean by repetition."Sincerely, goodnight."They are pressed together into a single, aching scripture,the haunting prose of everything I lost,and everything you truly, devastatingly meantbefore you...
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Atticus Abbey started the topic Angels of Paranoia in the forum Collaborations
The amber liquid in my glass was a snarky cathedral for small terrible things. To circumvent my taste for Manischewitz, aged in delirium. They were there swimming in the smoky depths—the haunting angels of Paranoia, fallen not from grace,
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“Tasting the self I wish was dead”
That line rattled my skull with its power and relatability. I wonder how many of us walk this, talk this and live it…