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IncompleteSunshine streaming through my skin; experience purity uninterrupted. It illuminates the hole I'm in; concentrated shadows and hollow corners, dug by tears I haven't shed -Incomplete
wet mass wrapped around my collarbones. This hole's gone right through my head. Bloated by complacency, numbed by tuneless humming, I vaguely wish that I could see, despite my pupils sagging
in the dying sunlight. Is it really worth the fight?
Reflection
Are
Genius.
No homo, but dude I love you.
Amazing poetry.
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"Advertising has us chasing cars and clothes, working jobs we hate so we can buy shit we don't need. We're the middle children of history... no purpose or place."
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~I am a poet~
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"Advertising has us chasing cars and clothes, working jobs we hate so we can buy shit we don't need. We're the middle children of history... no purpose or place."
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~I am a poet~
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Been down so long
Too deep the water that I tread
Sometimes I feel myself going under
Sometimes I envy the dead
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"Advertising has us chasing cars and clothes, working jobs we hate so we can buy shit we don't need. We're the middle children of history... no purpose or place."
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the afternoon isn't very good for night time photography though surely
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"Advertising has us chasing cars and clothes, working jobs we hate so we can buy shit we don't need. We're the middle children of history... no purpose or place."
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