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when u made it

Tare up your intestines
Fuck up your head
Go insane
Take it all in
Like a sponge
Throw it all out there
Again
On paper
In ink
Cry &
Laugh
Filled with love for stories
And loneliness of the insane

Mock that shadowy
Calm
Death
Not even visible

I was born...
To be fucked up
Understanding everything and everyone... agreeing with all yet nothing fucked up
Tried by the true insanity of love fucked up. Beyond madness fucked up.
Me fucked up, me fucking myself up
Letting my insanity drop like seeds
From where the rest of me
Can slowly grow from... fucked up

Understanding all the energy of all the neurons, of all electrons of all the unseen corners of the unseen universe slowly tingling and vibrating to this unheard song fucked up
And I get up... like some slow creature
Go to the bathroom to pee, just like any normal insane person
Scrath my balls, and smell my fingers and get distracted by any tiny insignificant little thing, caught dangling the other way, than everything else that
absolutely bows to the all and mighty...




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Publicerad 2019-08-11 21:22



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