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high noon |
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Drexler_McStyles Member
since 2002-11-18
Posts 195Venice, Ca |
high noon battered images of the future I allude to grow fuzzier with each sunrise I reject, crouching by the shore side waiting patiently for this day to fall behind the mirror and the moonlight to fill my glass I am not one of those geniuses who need to be shown that applying scotch guard to a crumbling brick doesn’t stop the rain from falling on it I am already familiar with erosion, the inevitable and the futility of resistance history is a broken record and there is little in the way of a shoulder to lean on out here in the hands free zone people mustn’t be expected to listen when they cant even put a finger on they’re own primal scream or a smile on the faces of their children I feel the sun beating upon my neck and realize I have a while yet to wait |
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GG Member Elite
since 2002-12-03
Posts 3532Lost in thought |
I like this.... ...certainly made me think... keep it up. Always, Alyssa - And so it was that time stood still - |
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