

DistractedIt's that time of year again when the clouds hop down from their high rung You can feel it in your heavy eyelids and in your strong coffee In your cold ribcage and in your friends from last year who you don't really talk to anymore It's that feeling that just makes you lay on the grass on your back and watch the sky pass by faster than you've ever remembered You can't savor it because that wouldn't be fair to anybody. It belongs to the community, and you know it. The air is thick with the need to sleep and the harbor fills with boatloads and boatloads of hand-warmers I'd say I can capture air in a jar, butDistracted
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It's my goal to make rainbow into a swear word.
Just go rainbow yourself!
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Let's burn a hole so we can climb out
Of these paper walls and this empty house
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It's my goal to make rainbow into a swear word.
Just go rainbow yourself!
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...and then the words seemed to fly off the page and weave themselves into a beautiful picture...
Behold. the powers of the mighty Beatnik
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...and then the words seemed to fly off the page and weave themselves into a beautiful picture...
Behold. the powers of the mighty Beatnik
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...and then the words seemed to fly off the page and weave themselves into a beautiful picture...
Behold. the powers of the mighty Beatnik
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I bide my time, I play the games
While darker blood runs through my veins
I wait the day that I can show
The demon that is Kabuto.
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if you steal my art, you will be dragged off in the night and dissected, inch by inch, with a rusty scalpel
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Syncronize your watches, the future is coming
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