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and scream out.....make a scene......white gloves and scarf.......everyone is watching you now.....close your eyes.......pretty pictures overtake you.....forget the glaring eyes....float away....gloat away.....you know who youare....and you know who you are and who you are
pryingwords.....and fingertips....prop you up, away from the world....hold tite....lean your soul....give yourself over to them.....lay down w/ cardboard hearts....and cowboy hats....relax.....contract......and youknow who you are....and you know who you are who you are who you are
liteningbug litening..glittering glowing....halogen hallucinations...neon knowing....cantoloupe killings in the street where you stand under sacrificial stretlites.....bumbumbubmbubmbubmBAAHBAHABAHBAHBAH ABBAHBAH
stage a show....tritch your shoes...making all that sense too much..... toooomuch.... dial turn pranks....believe me....hold me out......just know what i am saying....wash your hands......make believe....cuz you know and that you know.....and i know who i am and i know who i am and who ia m and know i am and i know who i am who i am i am iam
time to sell your guilty self....buy the little innocent farm...swallow up the life that's haunting so....cover up your skin....and i will allow no more infractions....i can make the floor.....ah haha ahahahhha.....and we know.
and we know who we are and we know who we are and and we know who we are and we know and we know and we know and we know and we know and we know and we knowstop.
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misspelled the title, cannot start out by misspelling the title, that is why it is posted twice.....
this one is supposed to be somewhat lyrical, i think, but its about those thoughts you think when you just lay in your bed staring at the ceiling....and what those thoughts that enter your head.
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yeah yeah yeahyeayheyfyeyhf
yeah yeah
rock it yeah yes huhhuhhhhfds
fasdsdaik
fthat
that is it
right there that it is it itis
this is it
yeyeeeyyyyyyyyyepoppppers
i see frankenstein smiling and cutting into marilyn monroe, jfk dieing and its the 4th of july now with fireworks in the air... yeah yeah
i see jason link standing amazed and groups of people throwing fruit at his head.
i try to stand in between and can't.
yeyeyeyes
and last paragraph
i hear it repeating like a typewriter in my head and still going it seems
kill kill it on
stop
nice work thom
angelic
luscious in my head
if you don't mind..
i may try this approach sometime.. if there was an approach... i may try something.. and see.
