more art?


I ArrivedI arrived, Screaming Kicking Crying Fighting Trying- Dying. Everytime I took a step Everytime I spoke a word Everytime I wrote a verse I died.I Arrived
Not the first
Nor the last. Repitition- Caught up in this machination Frozen in incarceration Shackled by my contemplations Freed only by investigations
of these new and strange sensations all around me.
Can't free what has a choice,
(hell I've always got a voice) (hell I've always got the chance to) Take Speak Write Live
Die
flec.
I think it is beautiful:
Clouds for fingertips, and lightning for a pulse, we're all one big storm in the making.
Thank you :]
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prevention.
At any rate, hope all's well with you, miss. Thanks for the 'happy birthday'.
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girl afraid.
hey, i'm coming to seattle soon.
(:
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girl afraid.
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teehee
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