im travleing through worlds.
like stars burning holes right through the dark.
"it tastes like space-"
while drugging my love.
but that's the problem with me
as soon as i started thinking about getting it together,
i got this mad craving desire to fuck it up.
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Wednesday, June 9, 2010
.world #79.
Labels:
blunt,
Body/Mind,
brains,
My Brain Flow,
Space,
Stars.,
Writting,
you mislead me.,
you're all crazy
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