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2006_10_28 I'm a hungry believer In the lights that dilate our peoples And sugar coat their daily beating But I can't come to trust it anymore Shit's too abstract to be swallowed whole Reflections on reflections Layered mirror mirages Shimmering chimera Precious stones lost and found Then carved and cut to be made more precious You have become a pirate Dealing in the sparkling obscenities But my treasure is buried in how I want to find your shattered pieces and mend the way you receive me and see elevation I could swallow your broken heart Digest the pain you carry And in turn give you my burning halo for all that you've buried and uncovered. entries contact |
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