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Gutter Funk |
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Mad_Hatter Member
since 2003-06-29
Posts 393Canada |
Paper clips will seal our lips but we can never be the ones we're meant to aren't we supposed to? Heavy handed Hammer headed I suppose forgetting how to breathe is the method the machine Built a home inside my head A place to hide from the blaze of my own eyes It doesn't matter how you swim It's all waves and bloody fins Heavy handed hammer headed To bring the hell inside of me Twisted frame must Twisted frame rusts the ending mind Hello angel in the outer slim I cry to see your simple skin The way you glitter in the limb Don't fall from Don't fall for me These tangle trumpets to blow your sin Paper clips But plastic ships Sink the swimming We're meant to We must propose to end our burning sky bleed the sugar silken boned and dry |
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Lexy Senior Member
since 2003-01-28
Posts 1038California |
wow! the flow to this is phenominal. I read it outloud and its just amazing. haven't seen you in a while. this was refreshing. true talent. I love that title too. |
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tecoyah Member
since 2003-11-16
Posts 83NY |
Truly different....I agree with the beauty of the flow. Great to read |
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