Jan 01, 2005 23:54
i am the grammarless center of the vortex of language
chaos surrounds me
"feelings of empty, while without; semi-permiable membranes lined with salt crusted with blood filtered through bone besides who would awaken beside you?"
thats what we will say, as the whirlpool of thought-turned-syntax drains the flesh from our skin.
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mad, crazy shit.
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thanks for hanging with me.
we need to do that more.
lv, fat-t
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