Mirrors.
MIrrors.
Seeking, seeing, fleeing, eating raw and permutating fflaw.
Ouch, ouch euh, right; ohhhh.
My heart thumps and pounds. my chest hurts because it pounds, it stammers and hammers so roughly that hurt is relieved periodically only by scrapes. I lose all explanation. i will never be free of this. it will never go away. all i can do is smirk. oh how much life will hurt.
Echoes echoes eh-
oes.
always there. as mentioned previously
on other occasions
some other time.
cee.
see cee. she was there. and so was anyone who
i don't care.
all that there was for me at time of volume was loudness of these people's beings..
so i have to say, the fucking guitarist....
the bassist,
god damn.
so stupid,
but just enough. not beyond your extinction
incessant rejection. self inflicted
auto-imune self avowed personal poetry from the dept of your souls
Fuck humans attitude from outside your mom's house biatch
tap tap tap so hard tap till they all break
down and under fire to be continued you (*&^%$
close parenthesis
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