little black hearts strung together with silver string and clink together as they try to mesh. a flat lining self appointed distraction causing you to caution glorious rushing of enveloping water which its oh so tantalizing and like sunlight without sunglasses it's all so enormous in one tiny bit. a bullet proof face which is scratching at the soul and an entire kick breaking up space and allows fresh air to stroll on through. temporary music decides to penetrate the sky and everything normal becomes slashing like a early pyrotechnics releasing pounding notations all around and jumping jacks do a crazy karate kick into gut hurtling places and all you can do is feel it. feel it.
Saturday, May 1, 2010
feel it
little black hearts strung together with silver string and clink together as they try to mesh. a flat lining self appointed distraction causing you to caution glorious rushing of enveloping water which its oh so tantalizing and like sunlight without sunglasses it's all so enormous in one tiny bit. a bullet proof face which is scratching at the soul and an entire kick breaking up space and allows fresh air to stroll on through. temporary music decides to penetrate the sky and everything normal becomes slashing like a early pyrotechnics releasing pounding notations all around and jumping jacks do a crazy karate kick into gut hurtling places and all you can do is feel it. feel it.
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